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)
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.
"Mhm, he has a flavor to him that I can only describe as cinnamon and rotten milk." The tendrils of fabric flick about.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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?"
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?"
*Heres a character image*
He looks to the snake as well as the person they are attached to "Save you? Maybe, depends on a few things." He squats down to be on the same level with both of them "Welcome. nice to meet you too."
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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.'
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.
"Mhm, he has a flavor to him that I can only describe as cinnamon and rotten milk." The tendrils of fabric flick about.
"So that's how you disposed of the evidence, hm? Intriguing." Her radio antennae twitch slightly.
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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 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.
"Mhm, he has a flavor to him that I can only describe as cinnamon and rotten milk." The tendrils of fabric flick about.
"So that's how you disposed of the evidence, hm? Intriguing." Her radio antennae twitch slightly.
"I eat those who are evil, it's my job as a liberator. To liberate those who are suffering from those who are horrible." He bows his headm
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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?"
*Heres a character image*
He looks to the snake as well as the person they are attached to "Save you? Maybe, depends on a few things." He squats down to be on the same level with both of them "Welcome. nice to meet you too."
"You'd think they would get tired of talking to me but nooo. Of course, I have to share a body with the chattiest person alive, can you even-"
Sam cuts him off. "You can ignore him for now, he's always really grumpy. I honestly don't blame him, having to go from a human to a sentient snake attached to another person's body, doesn't seem fun. Though he may say I talk a lot at least I'm good company." They say, shooting a glare at Mike who flicks his tongue at them defiantly.
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!"
He nods again, not saying anything as he slowly feels less of a need to run, kinda just rather existing and following what he's told to do.
He stands up, smiling "Come on then pardner." He picks him and begins taking him *Now we need Baalze.*
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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.'
*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)
"Mhm, he has a flavor to him that I can only describe as cinnamon and rotten milk." The tendrils of fabric flick about.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He looks to the snake as well as the person they are attached to "Save you? Maybe, depends on a few things." He squats down to be on the same level with both of them "Welcome. nice to meet you too."
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.)
*Anyone want to rp for as much time as they can?*
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.)
"So that's how you disposed of the evidence, hm? Intriguing." Her radio antennae twitch slightly.
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)
*I had replied to you.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I eat those who are evil, it's my job as a liberator. To liberate those who are suffering from those who are horrible." He bows his headm
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Okay, got ya. I'll get 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'd think they would get tired of talking to me but nooo. Of course, I have to share a body with the chattiest person alive, can you even-"
Sam cuts him off. "You can ignore him for now, he's always really grumpy. I honestly don't blame him, having to go from a human to a sentient snake attached to another person's body, doesn't seem fun. Though he may say I talk a lot at least I'm good company." They say, shooting a glare at Mike who flicks his tongue at them defiantly.
He nods again, not saying anything as he slowly feels less of a need to run, kinda just rather existing and following what he's told to do.
He stands up, smiling "Come on then pardner." He picks him and begins taking him *Now we need Baalze.*
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.)