*[offers tiny mug of hot chocolate] Welcome back!*
KK is eagerly waiting for Stroth to put her soul into the new vessel, not too discouraged by the fact it means she'll technically be killed again.
Stroth appears, carrying a sword hilt in one hand. "Happy death day!" She chirps. she snaps her wrist, a blade of pure energy suddenly forming from the hilt of the sword.
While KK is a little nervous about the energy blade, that doesn't deter her. "Happy death day. Cool energy sword, by the way."
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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)
*[offers tiny mug of hot chocolate] Welcome back!*
KK is eagerly waiting for Stroth to put her soul into the new vessel, not too discouraged by the fact it means she'll technically be killed again.
Stroth appears, carrying a sword hilt in one hand. "Happy death day!" She chirps. she snaps her wrist, a blade of pure energy suddenly forming from the hilt of the sword.
While KK is a little nervous about the energy blade, that doesn't deter her. "Happy death day. Cool energy sword, by the way."
"Thank, ill make you one if you want." She shrugs and pulls out an empty bottle that's glass is etched with sigils.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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
*[offers tiny mug of hot chocolate] Welcome back!*
KK is eagerly waiting for Stroth to put her soul into the new vessel, not too discouraged by the fact it means she'll technically be killed again.
Stroth appears, carrying a sword hilt in one hand. "Happy death day!" She chirps. she snaps her wrist, a blade of pure energy suddenly forming from the hilt of the sword.
While KK is a little nervous about the energy blade, that doesn't deter her. "Happy death day. Cool energy sword, by the way."
"Thank, ill make you one if you want." She shrugs and pulls out an empty bottle that's glass is etched with sigils.
"That sounds lovely, thank you! Though, maybe later." She seems oddly casual about being mere moments from death.
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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)
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
*[offers tiny mug of hot chocolate] Welcome back!*
KK is eagerly waiting for Stroth to put her soul into the new vessel, not too discouraged by the fact it means she'll technically be killed again.
Stroth appears, carrying a sword hilt in one hand. "Happy death day!" She chirps. she snaps her wrist, a blade of pure energy suddenly forming from the hilt of the sword.
While KK is a little nervous about the energy blade, that doesn't deter her. "Happy death day. Cool energy sword, by the way."
"Thank, ill make you one if you want." She shrugs and pulls out an empty bottle that's glass is etched with sigils.
"That sounds lovely, thank you! Though, maybe later." She seems oddly casual about being mere moments from death.
She sets it down and grins, raising the sword and bringing it down, slicing her in twain.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
An anthropomorphic grey fluffy moth is walking in a tavern, it's wings folded in like a cape, and with every step it takes its sleek black mane bounces just a slight bit
Omori thinks about it for a little bit. "Interesting. From what I've read so far, there's lots of different ways a person can learn magic."
He nods "and they have different benefits as well"
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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
*[offers tiny mug of hot chocolate] Welcome back!*
KK is eagerly waiting for Stroth to put her soul into the new vessel, not too discouraged by the fact it means she'll technically be killed again.
Stroth appears, carrying a sword hilt in one hand. "Happy death day!" She chirps. she snaps her wrist, a blade of pure energy suddenly forming from the hilt of the sword.
While KK is a little nervous about the energy blade, that doesn't deter her. "Happy death day. Cool energy sword, by the way."
"Thank, ill make you one if you want." She shrugs and pulls out an empty bottle that's glass is etched with sigils.
"That sounds lovely, thank you! Though, maybe later." She seems oddly casual about being mere moments from death.
She sets it down and grins, raising the sword and bringing it down, slicing her in twain.
KK's bisected body collapses to the ground, a faint smell of burning fabric and electrical parts in the air. There is a few sparks from exposed wiring within the mannequin, and then silence.
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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)
*[offers tiny mug of hot chocolate] Welcome back!*
KK is eagerly waiting for Stroth to put her soul into the new vessel, not too discouraged by the fact it means she'll technically be killed again.
Stroth appears, carrying a sword hilt in one hand. "Happy death day!" She chirps. she snaps her wrist, a blade of pure energy suddenly forming from the hilt of the sword.
While KK is a little nervous about the energy blade, that doesn't deter her. "Happy death day. Cool energy sword, by the way."
"Thank, ill make you one if you want." She shrugs and pulls out an empty bottle that's glass is etched with sigils.
"That sounds lovely, thank you! Though, maybe later." She seems oddly casual about being mere moments from death.
She sets it down and grins, raising the sword and bringing it down, slicing her in twain.
KK's bisected body collapses to the ground, a faint smell of burning fabric and electrical parts in the air. There is a few sparks from exposed wiring within the mannequin, and then silence.
Stroth picks up the bottle with the trapped soul and grins, disappearing to her demiplane. She walks up to where the body is strung up and opens up the chest. She places the bottle inside a hole in the chest, hooking it up to some tubes. She closes up the chest, sewing it back up, before going over to a panel with buttons on it. She hums happily, pressing numerous buttons before grinning. "Okie dokie KK, that should do it. Try opening your eyes."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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
*Anybody want to roleplay? If so, picking the characters would be nice, but not necessary in the slightest, I don't want to overwhelm anyone with the choice, or just make them deal with something they may not want to.*
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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.'
*(Gets space heater and waits)*
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.)
"...Maybe not just yet. But, once I have a basic understanding of magic, I'd like to learn from you, if that isn't a problem."
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)
While KK is a little nervous about the energy blade, that doesn't deter her. "Happy death day. Cool energy sword, by the way."
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 nods, patting their head softly with a smile on their face "I would be happy ta teach ya. Take all the time ya need, an' I'll wait patiently."
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.)
*[IMPLODES]*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Thank, ill make you one if you want." She shrugs and pulls out an empty bottle that's glass is etched with sigils.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*(Fires anti implosion gun)*
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 not like the cold?)
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
"That sounds lovely, thank you! Though, maybe later." She seems oddly casual about being mere moments from death.
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)
(you want to continue Yvonne?)
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
*Sure!*
Omori thinks about it for a little bit. "Interesting. From what I've read so far, there's lots of different ways a person can learn magic."
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)
*[EXPLODES]*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She sets it down and grins, raising the sword and bringing it down, slicing her in twain.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
An anthropomorphic grey fluffy moth is walking in a tavern, it's wings folded in like a cape, and with every step it takes its sleek black mane bounces just a slight bit
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*(Time loops until I find a solution)*
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.)
He nods "and they have different benefits as well"
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's bisected body collapses to the ground, a faint smell of burning fabric and electrical parts in the air. There is a few sparks from exposed wiring within the mannequin, and then silence.
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)
Stroth picks up the bottle with the trapped soul and grins, disappearing to her demiplane. She walks up to where the body is strung up and opens up the chest. She places the bottle inside a hole in the chest, hooking it up to some tubes. She closes up the chest, sewing it back up, before going over to a panel with buttons on it. She hums happily, pressing numerous buttons before grinning. "Okie dokie KK, that should do it. Try opening your eyes."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(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
*Anybody want to roleplay? If so, picking the characters would be nice, but not necessary in the slightest, I don't want to overwhelm anyone with the choice, or just make them deal with something they may not want to.*
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.)