A young storyteller who wanders the lands of lore, weaving a tale at every request. Has a lot of Cramorants. Major twenty one pilots fan. Certified Joker. Writer of Very Fishy Diaries and huge Lemony Snicket fan. He/him. A Warrior of Words, Vindicator of Vocabulary, Paladin of Poetry, and a Lancer of Language.
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Hey Gulpmissile why is your name not on the Jeff the evil roomba cult ranks or am I just blind lol
Dude I have no idea. I SACRFIFICED CLAY CHEETOS!
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A young storyteller who wanders the lands of lore, weaving a tale at every request. Has a lot of Cramorants. Major twenty one pilots fan. Certified Joker. Writer of Very Fishy Diaries and huge Lemony Snicket fan. He/him. A Warrior of Words, Vindicator of Vocabulary, Paladin of Poetry, and a Lancer of Language.
A young storyteller who wanders the lands of lore, weaving a tale at every request. Has a lot of Cramorants. Major twenty one pilots fan. Certified Joker. Writer of Very Fishy Diaries and huge Lemony Snicket fan. He/him. A Warrior of Words, Vindicator of Vocabulary, Paladin of Poetry, and a Lancer of Language.
A young storyteller who wanders the lands of lore, weaving a tale at every request. Has a lot of Cramorants. Major twenty one pilots fan. Certified Joker. Writer of Very Fishy Diaries and huge Lemony Snicket fan. He/him. A Warrior of Words, Vindicator of Vocabulary, Paladin of Poetry, and a Lancer of Language.
*If anyone wants to rp, here are my personal favorites. If you want someone else, just ask.*
Damian is working in the tavern, serving drinks and making food like he always is. Life is finally simply, yeah occasionally collapse and nearly die, his body struck with fear as he is forced to think that he may not get up this time, leaving his daughter without a father, his wife without a husband, but he does get back up. He has a smile on his face, taking the life he never knew he'd have.
Sparrow is just at the tavern, having a smoke alone. He thinks about where he is now compared to not that long ago, the things that have changed that brought him to this. He exhales smoke rhythmically, tapping his foot to the beat as he rocks back and forth in his chair.
Rowan is struggling to keep from putting on the mask, knowing that he's better than the crutch he needs to play. In the library practicing his skills, making mistakes consistently, although he does his best to correct them and improve on his own.
*PLEASE! I AM SO ALONE! but do what you want you know? I'm not forcing you.*
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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.'
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
KK is writing song lyrics in her studio, occasionally pausing to tweak the design she has for her vessel.
Isaac waves her over
Traitor waves back, walking over to him. "Hello again."
*You up for continuing this, Moon?*
(sure)
"how have you been?"
"I've been doing alright. Still preparing for battle. How are you?"
"I thought you would have fought her by now"
"Well, she's rather strong. I've also been trying to assemble a team of sorts, because I don't stand a chance fighting her alone, but so far I only have one person who joined."
he nods "I understand"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
KK is writing song lyrics in her studio, occasionally pausing to tweak the design she has for her vessel.
Isaac waves her over
Traitor waves back, walking over to him. "Hello again."
*You up for continuing this, Moon?*
(sure)
"how have you been?"
"I've been doing alright. Still preparing for battle. How are you?"
"I thought you would have fought her by now"
"Well, she's rather strong. I've also been trying to assemble a team of sorts, because I don't stand a chance fighting her alone, but so far I only have one person who joined."
he nods "I understand"
"Would you be up for joining the team? You don't need a Spectre to if you don't want one."
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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 writing song lyrics in her studio, occasionally pausing to tweak the design she has for her vessel.
Isaac waves her over
Traitor waves back, walking over to him. "Hello again."
*You up for continuing this, Moon?*
(sure)
"how have you been?"
"I've been doing alright. Still preparing for battle. How are you?"
"I thought you would have fought her by now"
"Well, she's rather strong. I've also been trying to assemble a team of sorts, because I don't stand a chance fighting her alone, but so far I only have one person who joined."
he nods "I understand"
"Would you be up for joining the team? You don't need a Spectre to if you don't want one."
"I'll consider it. I don't know enough about what spectres entail in order to consider one"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
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Im super sorry, kinda new to Dnd.
A young storyteller who wanders the lands of lore, weaving a tale at every request. Has a lot of Cramorants. Major twenty one pilots fan. Certified Joker. Writer of Very Fishy Diaries and huge Lemony Snicket fan. He/him. A Warrior of Words, Vindicator of Vocabulary, Paladin of Poetry, and a Lancer of Language.
LOYAL FOLLOWER OF JEFF! PRAISE JEFF!!!
The Loom(my first thread)
"I have no idea. They never came after me before. I'm not good with spatial relationships."
"Are you okay in there?" The stranger sounds genuinely concerned.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Hey Gulpmissile why is your name not on the Jeff the evil roomba cult ranks or am I just blind lol
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(no worries at all)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
Dude I have no idea. I SACRFIFICED CLAY CHEETOS!
A young storyteller who wanders the lands of lore, weaving a tale at every request. Has a lot of Cramorants. Major twenty one pilots fan. Certified Joker. Writer of Very Fishy Diaries and huge Lemony Snicket fan. He/him. A Warrior of Words, Vindicator of Vocabulary, Paladin of Poetry, and a Lancer of Language.
LOYAL FOLLOWER OF JEFF! PRAISE JEFF!!!
The Loom(my first thread)
Eriol, a young pale human of the age of 17, and his huge mastiff, Peoz, walks up to Rowan, clapping, even though his act isn't that good.
A young storyteller who wanders the lands of lore, weaving a tale at every request. Has a lot of Cramorants. Major twenty one pilots fan. Certified Joker. Writer of Very Fishy Diaries and huge Lemony Snicket fan. He/him. A Warrior of Words, Vindicator of Vocabulary, Paladin of Poetry, and a Lancer of Language.
LOYAL FOLLOWER OF JEFF! PRAISE JEFF!!!
The Loom(my first thread)
"W- Who's there?" She says aloud, inching closer to her secret painting-obscured panic room just in case.
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)
Thanks man! :D
A young storyteller who wanders the lands of lore, weaving a tale at every request. Has a lot of Cramorants. Major twenty one pilots fan. Certified Joker. Writer of Very Fishy Diaries and huge Lemony Snicket fan. He/him. A Warrior of Words, Vindicator of Vocabulary, Paladin of Poetry, and a Lancer of Language.
LOYAL FOLLOWER OF JEFF! PRAISE JEFF!!!
The Loom(my first thread)
*It's good dude, everyone was new once.*
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.)
*PLEASE! I AM SO ALONE! but do what you want you know? I'm not forcing you.*
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 agree with jester
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"Just a neighbor. I heard someone moved into the old warehouse, and I also heard that some Hunters tossed the place without a permit."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(Hello again. how is everyone)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"Yeah, that did kind of happen. May I ask why you're here?"
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)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"Would you be up for joining the team? You don't need a Spectre to if you don't want one."
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'll consider it. I don't know enough about what spectres entail in order to consider one"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"Just checking in. Wanted to meet the new neighbor and see if they're doing alright."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I am back. Weeee.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(welcome back my friend)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover