“Well, seeing as how plenty of plants in the Material Plane can originate from Outer Planes to begin with, they might have bred over thousands of years and can now be genetically similar enough to continue breeding and producing plants that aren’t satisfactory to you, since they aren’t self-pollinating.”
“What’s her connection to this place?”
"Huh? How so?" He asks, raising a brow.
She chuckles "That might work but it's a theory at best."
"Natural World.. Life and Death." He nods, gesturing to her statue
Riotan chuckles. “Never mind.”
“Probably but that’s the only thing I can think of right now. I’m very tired.”
“Well, I meant here specifically. This town.”
*btw does this town have a name?*
*I have not an idea. Nobody really gave it a name.*
He makes a face "Fine then, keep your secrets." He huffs, setting the caterpillar down.
"You're all good bud, go take a nap or something." She grins "I'll try it, maybe it'll work."
"Ah, well one of her followers named Damian recently had a marriage and she decided to set up here."
“I’m trying to say you’re pretty…”
Thirteen crosses his legs and rolls his eyes back in his head, entering a trance.
“I thought Damian was a bard, not a cleric?”
"Pretty like bugs? That's a joke. I ain't pretty. Bugs are pretty though." He says, randomly spitting out facts about bugs while his ears begin getting red.
Stroth keeps an eye on him for a bit until he wakes.
"He isn't, but he still pays patronage to her. I know not their relationship however."
“Aw, don’t deprecate yourself. But in full honesty, bugs are pretty. I’d say probably my favorite bug is the cecropia moth.”
He stays in his trance for about fifteen minutes before snapping back to reality. “Ahh, much better.”
“So what does She do? What’s Her history?”
"Oooh! Those are really pretty. I also like Luna Moths, they are so friggin big!" He holds up his hands for reference.
"How much better, I was aware y'all were supposed to be out of it for four hours?'
"Born from the Sun and Mood Gods, she gave life to this planet. But I cannot confirm this as it is simply word and story handed down by many. Others have religions that say different so I will not say it is true that she made this world."
"Host? Like a parasites holder?" It questions "How can the people hear you?"
*Sorry for the delay*
"Like the kind of host who organizes a party. They can hear me because there's a machine that processes what I say, and turns it into a signal. This signal travels to the radios, where it turns back to sound that the viewers can hear."
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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)
"Host? Like a parasites holder?" It questions "How can the people hear you?"
*Sorry for the delay*
"Like the kind of host who organizes a party. They can hear me because there's a machine that processes what I say, and turns it into a signal. This signal travels to the radios, where it turns back to sound that the viewers can hear."
*All good.*
"How does the signal travel?.. does it ride a horse or carriage?" He asks, his head tilting.
“Well, seeing as how plenty of plants in the Material Plane can originate from Outer Planes to begin with, they might have bred over thousands of years and can now be genetically similar enough to continue breeding and producing plants that aren’t satisfactory to you, since they aren’t self-pollinating.”
“What’s her connection to this place?”
"Huh? How so?" He asks, raising a brow.
She chuckles "That might work but it's a theory at best."
"Natural World.. Life and Death." He nods, gesturing to her statue
Riotan chuckles. “Never mind.”
“Probably but that’s the only thing I can think of right now. I’m very tired.”
“Well, I meant here specifically. This town.”
*btw does this town have a name?*
*I have not an idea. Nobody really gave it a name.*
He makes a face "Fine then, keep your secrets." He huffs, setting the caterpillar down.
"You're all good bud, go take a nap or something." She grins "I'll try it, maybe it'll work."
"Ah, well one of her followers named Damian recently had a marriage and she decided to set up here."
“I’m trying to say you’re pretty…”
Thirteen crosses his legs and rolls his eyes back in his head, entering a trance.
“I thought Damian was a bard, not a cleric?”
"Pretty like bugs? That's a joke. I ain't pretty. Bugs are pretty though." He says, randomly spitting out facts about bugs while his ears begin getting red.
Stroth keeps an eye on him for a bit until he wakes.
"He isn't, but he still pays patronage to her. I know not their relationship however."
“Aw, don’t deprecate yourself. But in full honesty, bugs are pretty. I’d say probably my favorite bug is the cecropia moth.”
He stays in his trance for about fifteen minutes before snapping back to reality. “Ahh, much better.”
“So what does She do? What’s Her history?”
"Oooh! Those are really pretty. I also like Luna Moths, they are so friggin big!" He holds up his hands for reference.
"How much better, I was aware y'all were supposed to be out of it for four hours?'
"Born from the Sun and Mood Gods, she gave life to this planet. But I cannot confirm this as it is simply word and story handed down by many. Others have religions that say different so I will not say it is true that she made this world."
“Mmhmm.” He rubs the scales along his arm, and the runes there blister a poisonous lime color.
“Yes but it was just a short nap.” He takes out his journal.
Mauric nods. “Yeah. I‘m not from this world, but I was told in my youth that there was a single, all-powerful, all-knowing, all-loving god who sent his son to be executed for the sake of mortals. But I never really bought all of that stuff…”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Host? Like a parasites holder?" It questions "How can the people hear you?"
*Sorry for the delay*
"Like the kind of host who organizes a party. They can hear me because there's a machine that processes what I say, and turns it into a signal. This signal travels to the radios, where it turns back to sound that the viewers can hear."
*All good.*
"How does the signal travel?.. does it ride a horse or carriage?" He asks, his head tilting.
"It's more like it moves there on its own- like how light or sound travel."
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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)
“Well, seeing as how plenty of plants in the Material Plane can originate from Outer Planes to begin with, they might have bred over thousands of years and can now be genetically similar enough to continue breeding and producing plants that aren’t satisfactory to you, since they aren’t self-pollinating.”
“What’s her connection to this place?”
"Huh? How so?" He asks, raising a brow.
She chuckles "That might work but it's a theory at best."
"Natural World.. Life and Death." He nods, gesturing to her statue
Riotan chuckles. “Never mind.”
“Probably but that’s the only thing I can think of right now. I’m very tired.”
“Well, I meant here specifically. This town.”
*btw does this town have a name?*
*I have not an idea. Nobody really gave it a name.*
He makes a face "Fine then, keep your secrets." He huffs, setting the caterpillar down.
"You're all good bud, go take a nap or something." She grins "I'll try it, maybe it'll work."
"Ah, well one of her followers named Damian recently had a marriage and she decided to set up here."
“I’m trying to say you’re pretty…”
Thirteen crosses his legs and rolls his eyes back in his head, entering a trance.
“I thought Damian was a bard, not a cleric?”
"Pretty like bugs? That's a joke. I ain't pretty. Bugs are pretty though." He says, randomly spitting out facts about bugs while his ears begin getting red.
Stroth keeps an eye on him for a bit until he wakes.
"He isn't, but he still pays patronage to her. I know not their relationship however."
“Aw, don’t deprecate yourself. But in full honesty, bugs are pretty. I’d say probably my favorite bug is the cecropia moth.”
He stays in his trance for about fifteen minutes before snapping back to reality. “Ahh, much better.”
“So what does She do? What’s Her history?”
"Oooh! Those are really pretty. I also like Luna Moths, they are so friggin big!" He holds up his hands for reference.
"How much better, I was aware y'all were supposed to be out of it for four hours?'
"Born from the Sun and Mood Gods, she gave life to this planet. But I cannot confirm this as it is simply word and story handed down by many. Others have religions that say different so I will not say it is true that she made this world."
“Mmhmm.” He rubs the scales along his arm, and the runes there blister a poisonous lime color.
“Yes but it was just a short nap.” He takes out his journal.
Mauric nods. “Yeah. I‘m not from this world, but I was told in my youth that there was a single, all-powerful, all-knowing, all-loving god who sent his son to be executed for the sake of mortals. But I never really bought all of that stuff…”
Jeb tilts his head, his eyes focused on the runes "Oh wow, that looks, well.. bad but also really cool."
"Not gonna help ya entirely." She chuckles.
"That's understandable." He nods "I follow her because she saved my life when I died.. I owe her a life." He chuckles
"Host? Like a parasites holder?" It questions "How can the people hear you?"
*Sorry for the delay*
"Like the kind of host who organizes a party. They can hear me because there's a machine that processes what I say, and turns it into a signal. This signal travels to the radios, where it turns back to sound that the viewers can hear."
*All good.*
"How does the signal travel?.. does it ride a horse or carriage?" He asks, his head tilting.
"It's more like it moves there on its own- like how light or sound travel."
It tilts it's head again "I was not aware light and sound could travel.."
"Host? Like a parasites holder?" It questions "How can the people hear you?"
*Sorry for the delay*
"Like the kind of host who organizes a party. They can hear me because there's a machine that processes what I say, and turns it into a signal. This signal travels to the radios, where it turns back to sound that the viewers can hear."
*All good.*
"How does the signal travel?.. does it ride a horse or carriage?" He asks, his head tilting.
"It's more like it moves there on its own- like how light or sound travel."
It tilts it's head again "I was not aware light and sound could travel.."
"We learn new things every day." She pauses for a moment, thinking of something. "Speaking of which, might I ask why you were carving those runes?"
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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)
"Host? Like a parasites holder?" It questions "How can the people hear you?"
*Sorry for the delay*
"Like the kind of host who organizes a party. They can hear me because there's a machine that processes what I say, and turns it into a signal. This signal travels to the radios, where it turns back to sound that the viewers can hear."
*All good.*
"How does the signal travel?.. does it ride a horse or carriage?" He asks, his head tilting.
"It's more like it moves there on its own- like how light or sound travel."
It tilts it's head again "I was not aware light and sound could travel.."
"We learn new things every day." She pauses for a moment, thinking of something. "Speaking of which, might I ask why you were carving those runes?"
"Those are sigils for my eyes. They allow me to see in that specific area.." he gestures to one.
“Well, seeing as how plenty of plants in the Material Plane can originate from Outer Planes to begin with, they might have bred over thousands of years and can now be genetically similar enough to continue breeding and producing plants that aren’t satisfactory to you, since they aren’t self-pollinating.”
“What’s her connection to this place?”
"Huh? How so?" He asks, raising a brow.
She chuckles "That might work but it's a theory at best."
"Natural World.. Life and Death." He nods, gesturing to her statue
Riotan chuckles. “Never mind.”
“Probably but that’s the only thing I can think of right now. I’m very tired.”
“Well, I meant here specifically. This town.”
*btw does this town have a name?*
*I have not an idea. Nobody really gave it a name.*
He makes a face "Fine then, keep your secrets." He huffs, setting the caterpillar down.
"You're all good bud, go take a nap or something." She grins "I'll try it, maybe it'll work."
"Ah, well one of her followers named Damian recently had a marriage and she decided to set up here."
“I’m trying to say you’re pretty…”
Thirteen crosses his legs and rolls his eyes back in his head, entering a trance.
“I thought Damian was a bard, not a cleric?”
"Pretty like bugs? That's a joke. I ain't pretty. Bugs are pretty though." He says, randomly spitting out facts about bugs while his ears begin getting red.
Stroth keeps an eye on him for a bit until he wakes.
"He isn't, but he still pays patronage to her. I know not their relationship however."
“Aw, don’t deprecate yourself. But in full honesty, bugs are pretty. I’d say probably my favorite bug is the cecropia moth.”
He stays in his trance for about fifteen minutes before snapping back to reality. “Ahh, much better.”
“So what does She do? What’s Her history?”
"Oooh! Those are really pretty. I also like Luna Moths, they are so friggin big!" He holds up his hands for reference.
"How much better, I was aware y'all were supposed to be out of it for four hours?'
"Born from the Sun and Mood Gods, she gave life to this planet. But I cannot confirm this as it is simply word and story handed down by many. Others have religions that say different so I will not say it is true that she made this world."
“Mmhmm.” He rubs the scales along his arm, and the runes there blister a poisonous lime color.
“Yes but it was just a short nap.” He takes out his journal.
Mauric nods. “Yeah. I‘m not from this world, but I was told in my youth that there was a single, all-powerful, all-knowing, all-loving god who sent his son to be executed for the sake of mortals. But I never really bought all of that stuff…”
Jeb tilts his head, his eyes focused on the runes "Oh wow, that looks, well.. bad but also really cool."
"Not gonna help ya entirely." She chuckles.
"That's understandable." He nods "I follow her because she saved my life when I died.. I owe her a life." He chuckles
“Aw, it doesn’t hurt. Just makes me look cooler.” He grins.
Thirteen sighs and brushes his hair out of his eyes. “Just enough until I’m finished with today’s work.”
“Oh wow. That’s pretty nice of her.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Well, seeing as how plenty of plants in the Material Plane can originate from Outer Planes to begin with, they might have bred over thousands of years and can now be genetically similar enough to continue breeding and producing plants that aren’t satisfactory to you, since they aren’t self-pollinating.”
“What’s her connection to this place?”
"Huh? How so?" He asks, raising a brow.
She chuckles "That might work but it's a theory at best."
"Natural World.. Life and Death." He nods, gesturing to her statue
Riotan chuckles. “Never mind.”
“Probably but that’s the only thing I can think of right now. I’m very tired.”
“Well, I meant here specifically. This town.”
*btw does this town have a name?*
*I have not an idea. Nobody really gave it a name.*
He makes a face "Fine then, keep your secrets." He huffs, setting the caterpillar down.
"You're all good bud, go take a nap or something." She grins "I'll try it, maybe it'll work."
"Ah, well one of her followers named Damian recently had a marriage and she decided to set up here."
“I’m trying to say you’re pretty…”
Thirteen crosses his legs and rolls his eyes back in his head, entering a trance.
“I thought Damian was a bard, not a cleric?”
"Pretty like bugs? That's a joke. I ain't pretty. Bugs are pretty though." He says, randomly spitting out facts about bugs while his ears begin getting red.
Stroth keeps an eye on him for a bit until he wakes.
"He isn't, but he still pays patronage to her. I know not their relationship however."
“Aw, don’t deprecate yourself. But in full honesty, bugs are pretty. I’d say probably my favorite bug is the cecropia moth.”
He stays in his trance for about fifteen minutes before snapping back to reality. “Ahh, much better.”
“So what does She do? What’s Her history?”
"Oooh! Those are really pretty. I also like Luna Moths, they are so friggin big!" He holds up his hands for reference.
"How much better, I was aware y'all were supposed to be out of it for four hours?'
"Born from the Sun and Mood Gods, she gave life to this planet. But I cannot confirm this as it is simply word and story handed down by many. Others have religions that say different so I will not say it is true that she made this world."
“Mmhmm.” He rubs the scales along his arm, and the runes there blister a poisonous lime color.
“Yes but it was just a short nap.” He takes out his journal.
Mauric nods. “Yeah. I‘m not from this world, but I was told in my youth that there was a single, all-powerful, all-knowing, all-loving god who sent his son to be executed for the sake of mortals. But I never really bought all of that stuff…”
Jeb tilts his head, his eyes focused on the runes "Oh wow, that looks, well.. bad but also really cool."
"Not gonna help ya entirely." She chuckles.
"That's understandable." He nods "I follow her because she saved my life when I died.. I owe her a life." He chuckles
“Aw, it doesn’t hurt. Just makes me look cooler.” He grins.
Thirteen sighs and brushes his hair out of his eyes. “Just enough until I’m finished with today’s work.”
“Oh wow. That’s pretty nice of her.”
"Looks like they hurt something bad though." He winces "You want bandages or something?"
She raises a brow "I will knock you out."
"I suppose, then again, everyone has a story my son. Keep an open mind."
*I'm also doing well. Not fantastic, but certainly not bad.*
(well that's good)
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
In my head I hear a million conversations I'm spinning out, don't wake me up until the end The rivers flowing in denial I can't fake it I'm paranoid that all my thoughts are all my friends
"Well, this house has been messing with the Dream World a lot just by existing. My boss wants to eat this place somehow. But it's... a house. Like, an actual house. He's gonna need a lot more intel before he's gonna get anywhere. Personally, I think he's kind of crazy for even thinking this will work."
"Aw man.. I like this house. It's almost an exact replica of my childhood home. The basement isn't, that (GP) it's own world but everything else is right." He shrugs "Why does he want to eat it? and what issues is it causing in the dream world? Sorry if these are a lot of questions man."
"Well, bossman is kind of a caustic presence in the dream all on his own, and having two emotion-feeding entities with immense psychic power in the same area kind of dramatically increases the chance of things like mass hysteria. Really, if it's the basement that's weird, that's probably where he's gonna go gobblin'. As for why, I think it's just a thing he does."
"Well, this house has been messing with the Dream World a lot just by existing. My boss wants to eat this place somehow. But it's... a house. Like, an actual house. He's gonna need a lot more intel before he's gonna get anywhere. Personally, I think he's kind of crazy for even thinking this will work."
"Aw man.. I like this house. It's almost an exact replica of my childhood home. The basement isn't, that (GP) it's own world but everything else is right." He shrugs "Why does he want to eat it? and what issues is it causing in the dream world? Sorry if these are a lot of questions man."
"Well, bossman is kind of a caustic presence in the dream all on his own, and having two emotion-feeding entities with immense psychic power in the same area kind of dramatically increases the chance of things like mass hysteria. Really, if it's the basement that's weird, that's probably where he's gonna go gobblin'. As for why, I think it's just a thing he does."
"Huh, what that's weird." He chuckles "You can have the bedroom down the hall if you sleep, I just walk around in the basement and sometimes up here. I need to ask someone to get us some new books and stuff because I've read all the ones in here front to back." He stands up.
"Well, this house has been messing with the Dream World a lot just by existing. My boss wants to eat this place somehow. But it's... a house. Like, an actual house. He's gonna need a lot more intel before he's gonna get anywhere. Personally, I think he's kind of crazy for even thinking this will work."
"Aw man.. I like this house. It's almost an exact replica of my childhood home. The basement isn't, that (GP) it's own world but everything else is right." He shrugs "Why does he want to eat it? and what issues is it causing in the dream world? Sorry if these are a lot of questions man."
"Well, bossman is kind of a caustic presence in the dream all on his own, and having two emotion-feeding entities with immense psychic power in the same area kind of dramatically increases the chance of things like mass hysteria. Really, if it's the basement that's weird, that's probably where he's gonna go gobblin'. As for why, I think it's just a thing he does."
"Huh, what that's weird." He chuckles "You can have the bedroom down the hall if you sleep, I just walk around in the basement and sometimes up here. I need to ask someone to get us some new books and stuff because I've read all the ones in here front to back." He stands up.
Who's your boss?
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fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
opportunities don't happen, you create them -Chris Grosser
"Well, bossman is kind of a caustic presence in the dream all on his own, and having two emotion-feeding entities with immense psychic power in the same area kind of dramatically increases the chance of things like mass hysteria. Really, if it's the basement that's weird, that's probably where he's gonna go gobblin'. As for why, I think it's just a thing he does."
"Huh, what that's weird." He chuckles "You can have the bedroom down the hall if you sleep, I just walk around in the basement and sometimes up here. I need to ask someone to get us some new books and stuff because I've read all the ones in here front to back." He stands up.
*Forgot to make the text red. Also, morning, Wendi!*
"Cool. I'll check out the basement at some point, but for now I might as well explore the rest of the house."
"Well, bossman is kind of a caustic presence in the dream all on his own, and having two emotion-feeding entities with immense psychic power in the same area kind of dramatically increases the chance of things like mass hysteria. Really, if it's the basement that's weird, that's probably where he's gonna go gobblin'. As for why, I think it's just a thing he does."
"Huh, what that's weird." He chuckles "You can have the bedroom down the hall if you sleep, I just walk around in the basement and sometimes up here. I need to ask someone to get us some new books and stuff because I've read all the ones in here front to back." He stands up.
*Forgot to make the text red. Also, morning, Wendi!*
"Cool. I'll check out the basement at some point, but for now I might as well explore the rest of the house."
*Morning bud :)*
"Makes sense, I can't make it past the driveway or lawn unfortunately so if you can, good on you." He gives a thumbs up and lays down on the couch.
*Forgot to make the text red. Also, morning, Wendi!*
"Cool. I'll check out the basement at some point, but for now I might as well explore the rest of the house."
*Morning bud :)*
"Makes sense, I can't make it past the driveway or lawn unfortunately so if you can, good on you." He gives a thumbs up and lays down on the couch.
"I dunno, actually. I doubt the house would mistake me for you, so I can probably go anywhere. I wouldn't put it past it to spite me though. Hey, you mentioned books a minute ago. What kind do we like?"
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"Oooh! Those are really pretty. I also like Luna Moths, they are so friggin big!" He holds up his hands for reference.
"How much better, I was aware y'all were supposed to be out of it for four hours?'
"Born from the Sun and Mood Gods, she gave life to this planet. But I cannot confirm this as it is simply word and story handed down by many. Others have religions that say different so I will not say it is true that she made this world."
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
*Sorry for the delay*
"Like the kind of host who organizes a party. They can hear me because there's a machine that processes what I say, and turns it into a signal. This signal travels to the radios, where it turns back to sound that the viewers can hear."
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)
*All good.*
"How does the signal travel?.. does it ride a horse or carriage?" He asks, his head tilting.
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
“Mmhmm.” He rubs the scales along his arm, and the runes there blister a poisonous lime color.
“Yes but it was just a short nap.” He takes out his journal.
Mauric nods. “Yeah. I‘m not from this world, but I was told in my youth that there was a single, all-powerful, all-knowing, all-loving god who sent his son to be executed for the sake of mortals. But I never really bought all of that stuff…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"It's more like it moves there on its own- like how light or sound travel."
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)
Jeb tilts his head, his eyes focused on the runes "Oh wow, that looks, well.. bad but also really cool."
"Not gonna help ya entirely." She chuckles.
"That's understandable." He nods "I follow her because she saved my life when I died.. I owe her a life." He chuckles
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
It tilts it's head again "I was not aware light and sound could travel.."
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
"We learn new things every day." She pauses for a moment, thinking of something. "Speaking of which, might I ask why you were carving those runes?"
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)
"Those are sigils for my eyes. They allow me to see in that specific area.." he gestures to one.
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
“Aw, it doesn’t hurt. Just makes me look cooler.” He grins.
Thirteen sighs and brushes his hair out of his eyes. “Just enough until I’m finished with today’s work.”
“Oh wow. That’s pretty nice of her.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Looks like they hurt something bad though." He winces "You want bandages or something?"
She raises a brow "I will knock you out."
"I suppose, then again, everyone has a story my son. Keep an open mind."
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
*I'm heading to bed y'all, see ya tomorrow.*
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
*Goodnight! See you tomorrow, friend!*
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)
(well that's good)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
In my head I hear a million conversations
I'm spinning out, don't wake me up until the end
The rivers flowing in denial I can't fake it
I'm paranoid that all my thoughts are all my friends
"Well, bossman is kind of a caustic presence in the dream all on his own, and having two emotion-feeding entities with immense psychic power in the same area kind of dramatically increases the chance of things like mass hysteria. Really, if it's the basement that's weird, that's probably where he's gonna go gobblin'. As for why, I think it's just a thing he does."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"Huh, what that's weird." He chuckles "You can have the bedroom down the hall if you sleep, I just walk around in the basement and sometimes up here. I need to ask someone to get us some new books and stuff because I've read all the ones in here front to back." He stands up.
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
Who's your boss?
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
opportunities don't happen, you create them -Chris Grosser
*Forgot to make the text red. Also, morning, Wendi!*
"Cool. I'll check out the basement at some point, but for now I might as well explore the rest of the house."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*Morning bud :)*
"Makes sense, I can't make it past the driveway or lawn unfortunately so if you can, good on you." He gives a thumbs up and lays down on the couch.
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
"I dunno, actually. I doubt the house would mistake me for you, so I can probably go anywhere. I wouldn't put it past it to spite me though. Hey, you mentioned books a minute ago. What kind do we like?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.