She kisses his cheek and chuckles "I bet you're strong enough to kill me if you needed to." She says affectionately.
"Fists against fists, no weapons, the first one to yield or go unconscious loses." he nods.
He blushes, looking into her eyes "That's nice to hear, but I ain't ever goin' to hurt you. An' if I ever get close, that ain't me." *Foreshadowing. Don't worry about it.*
He smiles "Good, lets see what you can do." He leaves his staff next to the tree. Init:15
*INT: 15 *
*Not the same init!*
*You can go first :]*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I should be fine. It'll just be a while before I try to get my revenge again."
"A lot of things- paintings, drawings, blueprints, etc. I've also been trying pottery as of late."
"Revenge?" he tilts his head.
"That is good I suppose." she shrugs "Never really got art."
"Yeah, against the Seer- my 'creator'."
"I mostly do it just for its own sake- though, eventually I'll be making a special work of art for my big plan."
He thinks "Do you mind if I check you over for internal damage?" He asks.
"And what is that plan?"
"I don't really mind, no."
"To make a new body for myself." She says rather nonchalantly.
He closes his eyes for a moment, humming in a low tone. His eyes reopen and they are glowing gold. "I don't see any internal damage... Thats good at least."
"Why a new body?" She looks confused.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She kisses his cheek and chuckles "I bet you're strong enough to kill me if you needed to." She says affectionately.
"Fists against fists, no weapons, the first one to yield or go unconscious loses." he nods.
He blushes, looking into her eyes "That's nice to hear, but I ain't ever goin' to hurt you. An' if I ever get close, that ain't me." *Foreshadowing. Don't worry about it.*
He smiles "Good, lets see what you can do." He leaves his staff next to the tree. Init:15
*INT: 15 *
*Not the same init!*
*You can go first :]*
*Sure thing. Sorry for disappearing*
He casts Haste on himself and goes into Bladesong. He then throws a single punch for his chest. To hit:12 Damage:11
"I should be fine. It'll just be a while before I try to get my revenge again."
"A lot of things- paintings, drawings, blueprints, etc. I've also been trying pottery as of late."
"Revenge?" he tilts his head.
"That is good I suppose." she shrugs "Never really got art."
"Yeah, against the Seer- my 'creator'."
"I mostly do it just for its own sake- though, eventually I'll be making a special work of art for my big plan."
He thinks "Do you mind if I check you over for internal damage?" He asks.
"And what is that plan?"
"I don't really mind, no."
"To make a new body for myself." She says rather nonchalantly.
He closes his eyes for a moment, humming in a low tone. His eyes reopen and they are glowing gold. "I don't see any internal damage... Thats good at least."
"Why a new body?" She looks confused.
"That's a relief. How did you do that?"
"Well, I was forced out of my old body by an Elder Evil, and being a mannequin isn't my end goal. That, and it's the whole reason I made the deal I did back then."
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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)
Stroth is turning a small gemstone into little figurines.
Sparrow takes a seat next to her, a carving knife and log in hand. He lovingly smiles at her before beginning to whittle it into little statues, slowly yet steadily taking form.
"Yeah, against the Seer- my 'creator'."
"I mostly do it just for its own sake- though, eventually I'll be making a special work of art for my big plan."
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 can go first :]*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He thinks "Do you mind if I check you over for internal damage?" He asks.
"And what is that plan?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I don't really mind, no."
"To make a new body for myself." She says rather nonchalantly.
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 closes his eyes for a moment, humming in a low tone. His eyes reopen and they are glowing gold. "I don't see any internal damage... Thats good at least."
"Why a new body?" She looks confused.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I LIVE*
*Sure thing. Sorry for disappearing*
He casts Haste on himself and goes into Bladesong. He then throws a single punch for his chest. To hit:12 Damage:11
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's a relief. How did you do that?"
"Well, I was forced out of my old body by an Elder Evil, and being a mannequin isn't my end goal. That, and it's the whole reason I made the deal I did back then."
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 yall, gonna disappear for a moment.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*That took longer than a moment.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Good to have you back. I just got back 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.)
*Noice. Sorry that took so long :(. I am now on mobile unfortunately so I won't be able to do our combat until tomorrow, I am so sorry.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I’m not worried about it, we can still do the other rp or we can start a new one. It gives me time to balance Shen a little bit more.*
*Noice. Uh, still want to work with Stroth and stuff?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Doesnt matter to me, what you want, I’ll do. I’m just content rping at all.*
*Just wanted to ask.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Yes, sure thing, my bad. Just overly chill ig, sorry.*
*No no, your good.*
Stroth is turning a small gemstone into little figurines.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Sparrow takes a seat next to her, a carving knife and log in hand. He lovingly smiles at her before beginning to whittle it into little statues, slowly yet steadily taking form.
*yooooooooooooooooo*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.