KK is sitting on the roof of the Inn, looking back over some of her old sketches.
They hear the sound of shifting rags, if they look in the direction it comes from, they see a dark skinned human in black rags bandaged onto them, remains of what appears to be a shattered greatsword held loosely in one hand, chained to their arm. Their pupils appear red, appearing to be twinkling blood stars in their eyes.
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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 is sitting on the roof of the Inn, looking back over some of her old sketches.
They hear the sound of shifting rags, if they look in the direction it comes from, they see a dark skinned human in black rags bandaged onto them, remains of what appears to be a shattered greatsword held loosely in one hand, chained to their arm. Their pupils appear red, appearing to be twinkling blood stars in their eyes.
She turns to face him, looking curiously at the greatsword for a moment. "Hi there!"
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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 sitting on the roof of the Inn, looking back over some of her old sketches.
They hear the sound of shifting rags, if they look in the direction it comes from, they see a dark skinned human in black rags bandaged onto them, remains of what appears to be a shattered greatsword held loosely in one hand, chained to their arm. Their pupils appear red, appearing to be twinkling blood stars in their eyes.
She turns to face him, looking curiously at the greatsword for a moment. "Hi there!"
They look up, locking eyes with them, and signing "Hello." He stops shambling, bandaging up his rags tightly.
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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.'
In case of an emergency, do not hesitate to alter reality...
An injured man crawls out of a black ripple in space, he has a robotic left paw.
And escape to somewhere new
He groans as he comes fully out, his lower extremeties missing. The portal disappears.
You might find someplace to relax.
He crawls over to a stream, splashing water over his face, catching less than a tenth of it in his mouth.
But, beware. Not all of you will get there everytime.
A soft cackle can be heard, and throughout the forest, a short dial tone echoes off of the trees.
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
*Session over, player tried to make contact with the Raven Queen.*
*Instructions unclear, they are a warlock and their patron is Orcus.*
(lmao)
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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 is sitting on the roof of the Inn, looking back over some of her old sketches.
They hear the sound of shifting rags, if they look in the direction it comes from, they see a dark skinned human in black rags bandaged onto them, remains of what appears to be a shattered greatsword held loosely in one hand, chained to their arm. Their pupils appear red, appearing to be twinkling blood stars in their eyes.
She turns to face him, looking curiously at the greatsword for a moment. "Hi there!"
They look up, locking eyes with them, and signing "Hello." He stops shambling, bandaging up his rags tightly.
It's a tad hard for them to lock eyes with her, given how she has no eyes- no face at all, actually- but it's still clear that her attention is focused on them. "What's your name?" She inquires.
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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)
*Oh hey Salem, good to see ya again. I was worried about ya.*
*dont stop worrying yet, i'm still not dead*
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
KK is sitting on the roof of the Inn, looking back over some of her old sketches.
They hear the sound of shifting rags, if they look in the direction it comes from, they see a dark skinned human in black rags bandaged onto them, remains of what appears to be a shattered greatsword held loosely in one hand, chained to their arm. Their pupils appear red, appearing to be twinkling blood stars in their eyes.
She turns to face him, looking curiously at the greatsword for a moment. "Hi there!"
They look up, locking eyes with them, and signing "Hello." He stops shambling, bandaging up his rags tightly.
It's a tad hard for them to lock eyes with her, given how she has no eyes- no face at all, actually- but it's still clear that her attention is focused on them. "What's your name?" She inquires.
He manages well enough, more just focused on them as whole when he doesn't see their face "G-E-R-A-L-T" He says, letting his sword swing from it's change while he talks to them though signs.
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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.'
*Session over, player tried to make contact with the Raven Queen.*
*Instructions unclear, they are a warlock and their patron is Orcus.*
*Hmm, are they a Pallid Elf?*
*Shadar-Kai. Player is still processing that they died in a dungeon they designed for themselves. I let their brand-spankin'-new patron pick them up where they were killed in the first room by a shadow that, once again, they placed.*
*They had no idea who it was until I asked them "Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?" And even then they still took his hand.*
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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.
*Oh hey Salem, good to see ya again. I was worried about ya.*
*dont stop worrying yet, i'm still not dead*
*Fine, I'll keep worrying about you, how are you doin?*
*Im fine. cooking up a thread, worried I'm putting too much effort into it and that it'll fail like all my others.*
*Wanna rp?*
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
*Session over, player tried to make contact with the Raven Queen.*
*Instructions unclear, they are a warlock and their patron is Orcus.*
*Hmm, are they a Pallid Elf?*
*Shadar-Kai. Player is still processing that they died in a dungeon they designed for themselves. I let their brand-spankin'-new patron pick them up where they were killed in the first room by a shadow that, once again, they placed.*
*They had no idea who it was until I asked them "Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?" And even then they still took his hand.*
*Welp, that sounds like an incredible campaign, very interesting, kinda dumb, its got all the things a good campaign needs.*
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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.'
*Hold on, I got a pop-up session*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Take your time my good friend, I am a patient man.*
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.)
KK is sitting on the roof of the Inn, looking back over some of her old sketches.
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)
They hear the sound of shifting rags, if they look in the direction it comes from, they see a dark skinned human in black rags bandaged onto them, remains of what appears to be a shattered greatsword held loosely in one hand, chained to their arm. Their pupils appear red, appearing to be twinkling blood stars in their eyes.
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 turns to face him, looking curiously at the greatsword for a moment. "Hi there!"
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)
They look up, locking eyes with them, and signing "Hello." He stops shambling, bandaging up his rags tightly.
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.)
*Session over, player tried to make contact with the Raven Queen.*
*Instructions unclear, they are a warlock and their patron is Orcus.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Hmm, are they a Pallid Elf?*
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.)
In case of an emergency, do not hesitate to alter reality...
An injured man crawls out of a black ripple in space, he has a robotic left paw.
And escape to somewhere new
He groans as he comes fully out, his lower extremeties missing. The portal disappears.
You might find someplace to relax.
He crawls over to a stream, splashing water over his face, catching less than a tenth of it in his mouth.
But, beware. Not all of you will get there everytime.
A soft cackle can be heard, and throughout the forest, a short dial tone echoes off of the trees.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Oh hey Salem, good to see ya again. I was worried about ya.*
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.)
(lmao)
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
It's a tad hard for them to lock eyes with her, given how she has no eyes- no face at all, actually- but it's still clear that her attention is focused on them. "What's your name?" She inquires.
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)
*Hello, Baal! How was the session?*
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)
*dont stop worrying yet, i'm still not dead*
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
He manages well enough, more just focused on them as whole when he doesn't see their face "G-E-R-A-L-T" He says, letting his sword swing from it's change while he talks to them though signs.
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.)
*Shadar-Kai. Player is still processing that they died in a dungeon they designed for themselves. I let their brand-spankin'-new patron pick them up where they were killed in the first room by a shadow that, once again, they placed.*
*They had no idea who it was until I asked them "Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?" And even then they still took his hand.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Fine, I'll keep worrying about you, how are you doin?*
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.)
*My only player died. But now they have a second chance.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Im fine. cooking up a thread, worried I'm putting too much effort into it and that it'll fail like all my others.*
*Wanna rp?*
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Welp, that sounds like an incredible campaign, very interesting, kinda dumb, its got all the things a good campaign needs.*
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.)