KK tiredly opens her eyes, quickly remembering how to do so after so long without a face, looking around.
Their new body is about a foot taller than their previous one, and made of much less synthetic material. Four spindly long arms, one pair slightly lower than the other, twitch and move their slender hands and fingers with almost claw-like nails. Across her body are occasional patches of a grey-green chitinous plating, mostly concentrated around her joints. She has around shoulder-length brown hair that is very slightly wavy, a mouth with what seems to be two rows of teeth, and six emerald green eyes with W-shaped pupils like those of a cuttlefish- two pairs smaller than the primary ones, arranged in a sort of triangle shape of three on each side of her face. She wears a plain grey sweater with modified sleeves and matching pants- clothes tailored by KK herself days beforehand when she first saw the body completed. The one trait that seemed to carry over in any capacity is two slender metallic antennae that seem to extend from the base of her skull- an implant on her brain stem keeping her as connected to radio signals as she was before.
KK looks over at Stroth, clearly a little tired from the process but still smiling for the first time in a long time. "Good morning."
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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)
Herald appears beside him, slipping out of the shadows. "We have another job. You will gain a cut from this one." He says.
Arthur smiles and waves at him "Howdy Sparrow. Got ya something" he digs in his toolbox and pulls out a jug of spiced apple cider.
Stroth jumps on her, grinning despite the bad news shes about to bear. "My friend, I have awful news."
He pours them a glass of bourbon, passing them the glass "Okay, I'll be there in a minute. Here ya go pardner." He puts the bottle down.
He closes his book, looking at the jug with a smile "Howdy Arthur, thank ya fer that." He smiles at them.
She turns to them, cleaning their mouth of blood "Oh ya do? Tell me what ya have ta say." She stands up.
He took it, drinking it through the eyehole of his mask. "Thank you, " he said, bowing his head.
"Thought you might like it. My orchards are still producing fruit for the winter." he laughs.
She squishes her cheeks between her hands "He doesn't like you."
He stands up, grabbing his sniper rifle "Who am I going to kill this time?" He says, sighing.
He begins to drink from the jug "You know I always love some cider."
She slowly nods, picking up a small stone, before crushing into sand in her hand "Mhmm, ain't that somethin'. It's fine, that happens."
"He is unlike our first encounter. Beats his wife and son and killed the family cat, the wife is pretty sure he has been cheating." He shrugs "Much worse."
"I know, so do I." He chuckles and sits down by the fire.
"Wanna deface the guys restaurant? The dude is like a devil or demon or something stupid."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
KK tiredly opens her eyes, quickly remembering how to do so after so long without a face, looking around.
Their new body is about a foot taller than their previous one, and made of much less synthetic material. Four spindly long arms, one pair slightly lower than the other, twitch and move their slender hands and fingers with almost claw-like nails. Across her body are occasional patches of a grey-green chitinous plating, mostly concentrated around her joints. She has around shoulder-length brown hair that is very slightly wavy, a mouth with what seems to be two rows of teeth, and six emerald green eyes with W-shaped pupils like those of a cuttlefish- two pairs smaller than the primary ones, arranged in a sort of triangle shape of three on each side of her face. She wears a plain grey sweater with modified sleeves and matching pants- clothes tailored by KK herself days beforehand when she first saw the body completed. The one trait that seemed to carry over in any capacity is two slender metallic antennae that seem to extend from the base of her skull- an implant on her brain stem keeping her as connected to radio signals as she was before.
KK looks over at Stroth, clearly a little tired from the process but still smiling for the first time in a long time. "Good morning."
Stroth grins and slams her hands on the table "WUNDERBAR!!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I wanna play with Herald since I don't think I've met them before and they seem really cool, but I also wanna try and intro a character of mine.*
*So, how should we do this...?*
*Hmmmm, write up a character and I'll have him interact with them. The Herald is like Ghostface and likes to manipulate people to further his works.*
*Sounds good. Oh, and I'm using the Illrigger class! Not with a standard PC, but still.*
In one hand she holds a lantern with a glowing, beating heart inside of it, in the other is an oversized cigar on an even larger holder, as if a fancy lady from the 1920s wanted to bludgeon people. On her back is a massive axe of living meat and fat, decorated in gold and blood-red ribbons, matching the breastplate and flamboyant clothing wrapped around her own overlarge frame.
The golden boar woman is massive, standing at about 11 feet and built like an ogre. She moves a ringed trotter to her face, takes a drag from her white-hot cigar, and blows out some multicolored smoke into the crisp winter air. She then places the lantern into her striped tophat and moves her hand in a commanding gesture, causing the snow in the forest to melt as carnival tents begin to set themselves up, similar heart lanterns casting a red glow over the encampment of debauchery.
Any vice can be indulged here, assuming no one gets... well, as long as everyone consents to getting hurt. The ringmaster nods and makes her way toward the tavern as various carnival monsters appear from the tents to hawk and advertise, kept warm by the molten fat pumping underneath their feet and the hot light from the lanterns.
*Anyone can interact with this, by the way.*
*Forgot to reply to this.*
The Herald watches from the darkness in the Shadow Void, carefully taking note of each and every item. He then slips out of it, his own being concealed from any sort of magic that would have him recognized or found.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
KK tiredly opens her eyes, quickly remembering how to do so after so long without a face, looking around.
Their new body is about a foot taller than their previous one, and made of much less synthetic material. Four spindly long arms, one pair slightly lower than the other, twitch and move their slender hands and fingers with almost claw-like nails. Across her body are occasional patches of a grey-green chitinous plating, mostly concentrated around her joints. She has around shoulder-length brown hair that is very slightly wavy, a mouth with what seems to be two rows of teeth, and six emerald green eyes with W-shaped pupils like those of a cuttlefish- two pairs smaller than the primary ones, arranged in a sort of triangle shape of three on each side of her face. She wears a plain grey sweater with modified sleeves and matching pants- clothes tailored by KK herself days beforehand when she first saw the body completed. The one trait that seemed to carry over in any capacity is two slender metallic antennae that seem to extend from the base of her skull- an implant on her brain stem keeping her as connected to radio signals as she was before.
KK looks over at Stroth, clearly a little tired from the process but still smiling for the first time in a long time. "Good morning."
Stroth grins and slams her hands on the table "WUNDERBAR!!"
She grins as well, attempting to detatch herself from the supports that were keeping the body upright when it was far less animated than it is now. "Wunderbar indeed. This is incredible! I feel incredible! I can't thank you enough."
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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)
"He is unlike our first encounter. Beats his wife and son and killed the family cat, the wife is pretty sure he has been cheating." He shrugs "Much worse."
"I know, so do I." He chuckles and sits down by the fire.
"Wanna deface the guys restaurant? The dude is like a devil or demon or something stupid."
He nods "Then I'll put a bullet in between his eyes and he'll end up dead." He cracks his neck "Just get me where I need to be, he wont get the chance to run."
He gets up, sitting next to them, smiling softly and drinking cider.
She slowly calms down, opening her hand and letting the sand fall, taking a long deep breath "No, if Riotan like someone else, I'll just accept that."
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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.'
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 tiredly opens her eyes, quickly remembering how to do so after so long without a face, looking around.
Their new body is about a foot taller than their previous one, and made of much less synthetic material. Four spindly long arms, one pair slightly lower than the other, twitch and move their slender hands and fingers with almost claw-like nails. Across her body are occasional patches of a grey-green chitinous plating, mostly concentrated around her joints. She has around shoulder-length brown hair that is very slightly wavy, a mouth with what seems to be two rows of teeth, and six emerald green eyes with W-shaped pupils like those of a cuttlefish- two pairs smaller than the primary ones, arranged in a sort of triangle shape of three on each side of her face. She wears a plain grey sweater with modified sleeves and matching pants- clothes tailored by KK herself days beforehand when she first saw the body completed. The one trait that seemed to carry over in any capacity is two slender metallic antennae that seem to extend from the base of her skull- an implant on her brain stem keeping her as connected to radio signals as she was before.
KK looks over at Stroth, clearly a little tired from the process but still smiling for the first time in a long time. "Good morning."
Stroth grins and slams her hands on the table "WUNDERBAR!!"
She grins as well, attempting to detatch herself from the supports that were keeping the body upright when it was far less animated than it is now. "Wunderbar indeed. This is incredible! I feel incredible! I can't thank you enough."
Stroth helps her down "No, thank you! This was fun!!!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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He took it, drinking it through the eyehole of his mask. "Thank you, " he said, bowing his head.
"Thought you might like it. My orchards are still producing fruit for the winter." he laughs.
She squishes her cheeks between her hands "He doesn't like you."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Feel free*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Cool. They will never find his body.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I feel sad, so im gonna play some characters*
Theren is sitting in the library surrounded by books.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He stands up, grabbing his sniper rifle "Who am I going to kill this time?" He says, sighing.
He begins to drink from the jug "You know I always love some cider."
She slowly nods, picking up a small stone, before crushing into sand in her hand "Mhmm, ain't that somethin'. It's fine, that happens."
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.)
*I wish I could help dude, but I know I cant.*
Victor walks into the library, his neck shattered to pieces, his head bending unnaturally. He sits down, crunching it back into place.
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.)
"That looks painful."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He sighs "Nope, I don't feel it anymore. Nothing can kill me apparently."
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.)
*Cut for KK and Stroth*
KK tiredly opens her eyes, quickly remembering how to do so after so long without a face, looking around.
Their new body is about a foot taller than their previous one, and made of much less synthetic material. Four spindly long arms, one pair slightly lower than the other, twitch and move their slender hands and fingers with almost claw-like nails. Across her body are occasional patches of a grey-green chitinous plating, mostly concentrated around her joints. She has around shoulder-length brown hair that is very slightly wavy, a mouth with what seems to be two rows of teeth, and six emerald green eyes with W-shaped pupils like those of a cuttlefish- two pairs smaller than the primary ones, arranged in a sort of triangle shape of three on each side of her face. She wears a plain grey sweater with modified sleeves and matching pants- clothes tailored by KK herself days beforehand when she first saw the body completed. The one trait that seemed to carry over in any capacity is two slender metallic antennae that seem to extend from the base of her skull- an implant on her brain stem keeping her as connected to radio signals as she was before.
KK looks over at Stroth, clearly a little tired from the process but still smiling for the first time in a long time. "Good morning."
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)
"He is unlike our first encounter. Beats his wife and son and killed the family cat, the wife is pretty sure he has been cheating." He shrugs "Much worse."
"I know, so do I." He chuckles and sits down by the fire.
"Wanna deface the guys restaurant? The dude is like a devil or demon or something stupid."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Stroth grins and slams her hands on the table "WUNDERBAR!!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"huh..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Forgot to reply to this.*
The Herald watches from the darkness in the Shadow Void, carefully taking note of each and every item. He then slips out of it, his own being concealed from any sort of magic that would have him recognized or found.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Wendigo, do you wanna rp?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She grins as well, attempting to detatch herself from the supports that were keeping the body upright when it was far less animated than it is now. "Wunderbar indeed. This is incredible! I feel incredible! I can't thank you enough."
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)
*Hey guys, I'll be back later. I have to head over to my sister's school and pick her up.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nods "Then I'll put a bullet in between his eyes and he'll end up dead." He cracks his neck "Just get me where I need to be, he wont get the chance to run."
He gets up, sitting next to them, smiling softly and drinking cider.
She slowly calms down, opening her hand and letting the sand fall, taking a long deep breath "No, if Riotan like someone else, I'll just accept 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.)
"It sucks, what're you doing?"
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?)
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
Stroth helps her down "No, thank you! This was fun!!!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]