Helianth slowly lifts one of its flower heads, coldly 'looking' at him with a nonexistent glare. "Why would I? You've already fulfilled your part of our deal- you improved the design. I have no use for you." A cruel laugh escapes it for a second.
Tim, for a moment, doesn’t know how to process what was said, before curling up on the ground and beginning to openly weep. Small bits of his skin begin to crack, and a small, but powerful light begins to radiate off of him, surprisingly satisfying to Helianth if he absorbs any of it.
It does in fact absorb the light, not a visible ounce of guilt in its entire being, though it does stop after a few seconds. "...Well... perhaps I was wrong..." It turns towards Tim fully. "There is still one way you can help my mission."
He doesnt react to their words, continuing to sob uncontrollably, the light growing with the cracks in intensity, his seemingly endless supply of power coming into play. As Helianth absorbs the light, at first it is delightfully, but as it grows, it becomes searing, destructive, almost painful.
It uproots itself, backing away from Tim slightly, continuing to absorb the light with all of its flower heads in spite of the pain.
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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)
Helianth slowly lifts one of its flower heads, coldly 'looking' at him with a nonexistent glare. "Why would I? You've already fulfilled your part of our deal- you improved the design. I have no use for you." A cruel laugh escapes it for a second.
Tim, for a moment, doesn’t know how to process what was said, before curling up on the ground and beginning to openly weep. Small bits of his skin begin to crack, and a small, but powerful light begins to radiate off of him, surprisingly satisfying to Helianth if he absorbs any of it.
It does in fact absorb the light, not a visible ounce of guilt in its entire being, though it does stop after a few seconds. "...Well... perhaps I was wrong..." It turns towards Tim fully. "There is still one way you can help my mission."
He doesnt react to their words, continuing to sob uncontrollably, the light growing with the cracks in intensity, his seemingly endless supply of power coming into play. As Helianth absorbs the light, at first it is delightfully, but as it grows, it becomes searing, destructive, almost painful.
It uproots itself, backing away from Tim slightly, continuing to absorb the light with all of its flower heads in spite of the pain.
The light only grows until Tim is no longer visible, the only indication he’s still there is the sobbing sounds, the pain only grows within them, the light beginning to resemble a star in truth.
Helianth slowly lifts one of its flower heads, coldly 'looking' at him with a nonexistent glare. "Why would I? You've already fulfilled your part of our deal- you improved the design. I have no use for you." A cruel laugh escapes it for a second.
Tim, for a moment, doesn’t know how to process what was said, before curling up on the ground and beginning to openly weep. Small bits of his skin begin to crack, and a small, but powerful light begins to radiate off of him, surprisingly satisfying to Helianth if he absorbs any of it.
It does in fact absorb the light, not a visible ounce of guilt in its entire being, though it does stop after a few seconds. "...Well... perhaps I was wrong..." It turns towards Tim fully. "There is still one way you can help my mission."
He doesnt react to their words, continuing to sob uncontrollably, the light growing with the cracks in intensity, his seemingly endless supply of power coming into play. As Helianth absorbs the light, at first it is delightfully, but as it grows, it becomes searing, destructive, almost painful.
It uproots itself, backing away from Tim slightly, continuing to absorb the light with all of its flower heads in spite of the pain.
The light only grows until Tim is no longer visible, the only indication he’s still there is the sobbing sounds, the pain only grows within them, the light beginning to resemble a star in truth.
It continues to eat at the blistering radiance in spite of the pain, furiously devouring the light as well as it can.
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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)
*I just got back from the ER! Ironic how I can’t be heather chandler anymore because I was coughing up blood. But I got better*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*I just got back from the ER! Ironic how I can’t be heather chandler anymore because I was coughing up blood. But I got better*
*I didn't even know you were sick. I'm sorry. I'm glad you're better, though!*
*it’s ok I have been for the past several weeks. Turns out I just have a chest cold and easily breakable blood vessels in my trachea, all good 👍 *
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*I just got back from the ER! Ironic how I can’t be heather chandler anymore because I was coughing up blood. But I got better*
*I didn't even know you were sick. I'm sorry. I'm glad you're better, though!*
*it’s ok I have been for the past several weeks. Turns out I just have a chest cold and easily breakable blood vessels in my trachea, all good 👍 *
*That sounds pretty bad, though.*
*well I’m not dead. I’d say rp… but I’m not sure who to use. I don’t have many. There’s taika, but I also have a wizard and a fun little harpy gal and a psychopath bootstrap paradox demigod*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*THATS IT IM STAYING UP TILL 12.Z
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
It uproots itself, backing away from Tim slightly, continuing to absorb the light with all of its flower heads in spite of the pain.
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)
*Dang that sucks, because I’m about to leave.*
The light only grows until Tim is no longer visible, the only indication he’s still there is the sobbing sounds, the pain only grows within them, the light beginning to resemble a star in truth.
It continues to eat at the blistering radiance in spite of the pain, furiously devouring the light as well as it can.
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'M BACK*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I just got back from the ER! Ironic how I can’t be heather chandler anymore because I was coughing up blood. But I got better*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*I didn't even know you were sick. I'm sorry. I'm glad you're better, though!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*it’s ok I have been for the past several weeks. Turns out I just have a chest cold and easily breakable blood vessels in my trachea, all good 👍 *
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*That sounds pretty bad, though.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*well I’m not dead. I’d say rp… but I’m not sure who to use. I don’t have many. There’s taika, but I also have a wizard and a fun little harpy gal and a psychopath bootstrap paradox demigod*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*IM HERE AGAIN.*
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
Rp? I got lots
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*These moments are not the worst of us.*
*Perhaps that is what I'm so afraid of, doctor.*
*You have survived so far, haven't you?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Anyway, I'm probably not going to reappear until tomorrow. Night!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*HAPPY NEW YEARS YOU LOVELY GOOBERS*
*Happy 2025 folks!*
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
*Good morning. I stayed up too late last night.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Yes you did.*
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
*Care for some RP?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels