Herald slips into the shadows and sighs "Here I thought I could count on you. Here I thought you could be better." Grimes hears in his ear "A disappoinment, always running, always a coward..."
"Indeed we have but.. this is different." He hands him a beer and takes a pack of beef jerky out from his overall pocket.
"YOU MADE ME SHOOT A KID AND EAT HIM! YOU HAVEN'T EXPLAINED ANYTHING!" He says, trying to do anything to slip away "I'M JUST [GP]ING CONFUSED!"
He nods, sitting back down, cracking the beer open with a claw, and beginning to munch on the beef jerky "That much is true. I think we can do it though."
Herald suddenly appears again, grabbing his shoulders and dragging him into the dark. He grabs his chin, an arm slipping around his neck and restricting his breathing slightly. The darkness restricting his movements to stop from escaping "You will be the new champion of the darkness. You will bring the sun to its knees and you will bring forth a new era of peace with every step you take. You are special Grimes, the world threw you to the ground to step on upon by others by I see you, I see how special you are."
Arthur smiles "You an' Sparrow.. to peas in a pod." he nods
He looks so confused and concerned, but as he speaks the words begin to resonate with him, or at least with his ego as he stops struggling against the darkness and the Herald. He decides to be silent, but is less afraid.
He chuckles, tearing off more beef jerky "He's a good friend, can ya blame me?" He says jokingly, "Oh yeah, an' Arthur, I've got a grandma now."
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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.'
Herald slips into the shadows and sighs "Here I thought I could count on you. Here I thought you could be better." Grimes hears in his ear "A disappoinment, always running, always a coward..."
"Indeed we have but.. this is different." He hands him a beer and takes a pack of beef jerky out from his overall pocket.
"YOU MADE ME SHOOT A KID AND EAT HIM! YOU HAVEN'T EXPLAINED ANYTHING!" He says, trying to do anything to slip away "I'M JUST [GP]ING CONFUSED!"
He nods, sitting back down, cracking the beer open with a claw, and beginning to munch on the beef jerky "That much is true. I think we can do it though."
Herald suddenly appears again, grabbing his shoulders and dragging him into the dark. He grabs his chin, an arm slipping around his neck and restricting his breathing slightly. The darkness restricting his movements to stop from escaping "You will be the new champion of the darkness. You will bring the sun to its knees and you will bring forth a new era of peace with every step you take. You are special Grimes, the world threw you to the ground to step on upon by others by I see you, I see how special you are."
Arthur smiles "You an' Sparrow.. to peas in a pod." he nods
He looks so confused and concerned, but as he speaks the words begin to resonate with him, or at least with his ego as he stops struggling against the darkness and the Herald. He decides to be silent, but is less afraid.
He chuckles, tearing off more beef jerky "He's a good friend, can ya blame me?" He says jokingly, "Oh yeah, an' Arthur, I've got a grandma now."
Herald stares at him through the eyeholes of the mask, letting him go. "If you run again, I will sniff you life and you will never live up to the destiny you were meant to have." He whispers, sounding like his voice is made of metal scraping against each other.
"A grandma? Huh, never thought I'd hear that." He laughs a bit.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Herald stares at him through the eyeholes of the mask, letting him go. "If you run again, I will sniff you life and you will never live up to the destiny you were meant to have." He whispers, sounding like his voice is made of metal scraping against each other.
"A grandma? Huh, never thought I'd hear that." He laughs a bit.
He doesn't run once he's let go, doesn't even try, he just stays where he is and nods slowly "I won't run again."
"Would ya like ta meet her?" He says with a beaming smile "She's amazin'."
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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.'
There is a person out in the field of flowers near the forest. They have long golden hair that wraps around their shoulder in a braid. They seem to be talking to someone but you cant seem to notice anyone in the immediate area. Maybe a closer look would help...
They can see something, or easily even hear it despite the distance, what appears to be a giant man with dragon horns that seem like a natural part of him, carrying trees with one hand as if they were as light as small logs. A mountain of muscle and friendly vibes.
They turn around at the sound of his footsteps, smiling. "Oh, hey there! Don't think I've met you before."
They look down, some entire trees on their shoulder, their other hand open. He smiles at them, friendly despite the sharp fangs "I don't believe I've met you either. Ragnerious, but everyone calls me Rag,"
"Nice to meet you Rag, you can call us Sam and Mike." They look down towards the grass and say, "C'mon Mike, say hello."
A snake head pokes up out of the grass, looking bored. With a hiss it says "Hello there, come to save me from Sam talking me to death?"
Herald stares at him through the eyeholes of the mask, letting him go. "If you run again, I will sniff you life and you will never live up to the destiny you were meant to have." He whispers, sounding like his voice is made of metal scraping against each other.
"A grandma? Huh, never thought I'd hear that." He laughs a bit.
He doesn't run once he's let go, doesn't even try, he just stays where he is and nods slowly "I won't run again."
"Would ya like ta meet her?" He says with a beaming smile "She's amazin'."
"Good." He sighs, pulling back. He straightens out his robes, the blood still on there and potent to the senses. "That was rude... Though I admit I was rude as well for not explaining myself."
He blinks "Oh, sure! If she makes ya happy, of course!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Omori is in the library, reading through a large book about how to make your own spellbook.
KK is back at her studio, assembling mannequins' parts to match some of her old designs.
KK can feel The Heralds presence behind her, observing her work. "Hello again."
She turns to face him. "Hello again! Any luck with your hunt?"
"Oh definitely, now I may speak of it to you." He claps his gloved hand together "There was this girl. She had her life planned out and ready to go but her boyfriend decided to... take away her dignity. Her parents asked me to take care of him so she could forget it all happened." He explains and sighs "A world of disgusting individuals who wish to ruin others simply to make themselves happy"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Omori is in the library, reading through a large book about how to make your own spellbook.
KK is back at her studio, assembling mannequins' parts to match some of her old designs.
KK can feel The Heralds presence behind her, observing her work. "Hello again."
She turns to face him. "Hello again! Any luck with your hunt?"
"Oh definitely, now I may speak of it to you." He claps his gloved hand together "There was this girl. She had her life planned out and ready to go but her boyfriend decided to... take away her dignity. Her parents asked me to take care of him so she could forget it all happened." He explains and sighs "A world of disgusting individuals who wish to ruin others simply to make themselves happy"
"Ah, I see. I assume you can tell me now because you 'took care of' him?" She inquires, stitching an arm onto one of her monstrous creations.
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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)
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He looks so confused and concerned, but as he speaks the words begin to resonate with him, or at least with his ego as he stops struggling against the darkness and the Herald. He decides to be silent, but is less afraid.
He chuckles, tearing off more beef jerky "He's a good friend, can ya blame me?" He says jokingly, "Oh yeah, an' Arthur, I've got a grandma now."
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.)
*Personally I would think I can't decide by the Scissor Sisters, but that's just me because I haven't heard Psycho Killer.*
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.)
Herald stares at him through the eyeholes of the mask, letting him go. "If you run again, I will sniff you life and you will never live up to the destiny you were meant to have." He whispers, sounding like his voice is made of metal scraping against each other.
"A grandma? Huh, never thought I'd hear that." He laughs a bit.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Ooooh that to.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(good afternoon everyone)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Whatever it takes
Yeah, take me to the top
I'm ready for whatever it takes
'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins
I do what it takes
He doesn't run once he's let go, doesn't even try, he just stays where he is and nods slowly "I won't run again."
"Would ya like ta meet her?" He says with a beaming smile "She's amazin'."
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.)
*List for The Herald:
Talking Heads - Psycho Killer
SharaX - Slaughterhouse
Scissor Sisters - I Can't Decide
updog - Clown
bo en - Every Day
3l3d3p -Ibitbt *
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Good afternoon, how’s it going*
"Nice to meet you Rag, you can call us Sam and Mike." They look down towards the grass and say, "C'mon Mike, say hello."
A snake head pokes up out of the grass, looking bored. With a hiss it says "Hello there, come to save me from Sam talking me to death?"
*Heres a character image*
"Good." He sighs, pulling back. He straightens out his robes, the blood still on there and potent to the senses. "That was rude... Though I admit I was rude as well for not explaining myself."
He blinks "Oh, sure! If she makes ya happy, of course!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Give me a minute, eating lunch.*
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.)
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 can feel The Heralds presence behind her, observing her work. "Hello again."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She turns to face him. "Hello again! Any luck with your hunt?"
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 definitely, now I may speak of it to you." He claps his gloved hand together "There was this girl. She had her life planned out and ready to go but her boyfriend decided to... take away her dignity. Her parents asked me to take care of him so she could forget it all happened." He explains and sighs "A world of disgusting individuals who wish to ruin others simply to make themselves happy"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Isaac walks in and pull a book on stars off the shelf
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Whatever it takes
Yeah, take me to the top
I'm ready for whatever it takes
'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins
I do what it takes
*ello*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*[Dips you] Hi.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Double ello, back from lunch.*
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.)
"Ah, I see. I assume you can tell me now because you 'took care of' him?" She inquires, stitching an arm onto one of her monstrous creations.
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)