"It's being kinda ambiguous about the actual effect... Let me see if I can find the spell's name..." She looks for a few seconds, placing her finger under one line of text and rotating the map slightly to read it better. "Starry... Wisp?" She asks, still not certain about how well she's understanding the Druidic text.
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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)
"It's being kinda ambiguous about the actual effect... Let me see if I can find the spell's name..." She looks for a few seconds, placing her finger under one line of text and rotating the map slightly to read it better. "Starry... Wisp?" She asks, still not certain about how well she's understanding the Druidic text.
She smiles “Not a light spell but somethin’ similar. An’ you read it right, Starry Wisp. It’s a fightin’ spell, harnesses radiant power inta some small wisps.” She nods.
"It's being kinda ambiguous about the actual effect... Let me see if I can find the spell's name..." She looks for a few seconds, placing her finger under one line of text and rotating the map slightly to read it better. "Starry... Wisp?" She asks, still not certain about how well she's understanding the Druidic text.
She smiles “Not a light spell but somethin’ similar. An’ you read it right, Starry Wisp. It’s a fightin’ spell, harnesses radiant power inta some small wisps.” She nods.
"I see... I'm not planning on needing to fight much, but I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have some more defensive spells. That, and Starry Wisp sounds awesome." She responds, chuckling a bit.
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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)
"Constantly dying? Sounds like my friends husband. Maybe i can take a look?"
“You can, but she’s asleep right now. We had a run-in with a white dragon and things didn’t exactly work out for her.”
*I love me little ghosty*
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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)
Omori sits on the roof of the Inn, looking over her star charts with keen interest.
KK is back at the Rippling Court, looking for anything interesting. She has also placed a few flyers for the Faceless Fair in more secluded spots.
Helianth is still busy with its sun-devouring machine, having completed the light filtering device and now working on the storage tanks. Even for a being that doesn't need sleep, it looks tired.
*Hey, Yvonne! Have you met my latest character, Franz, yet?*
*Greetings, Baal! I don't think I have yet, but I'd like to!*
*Here's his intro!*
A pale man is sitting down in front of the tavern, playing a song about friendship on his guitar. He has bulky, colorful clothes with equally expressive pins all over them to demonstrate his views and beliefs immediately. Smiley faces, pride flags, peace signs, "Save the Whales." The man is evidently a hippie, even if he's clean shaven and smells like a sweets shop. His blue eyes sparkle as he sings, his shoulder-length red hair blowing in the wind. People, mostly children and parents, gather around him, eating the candy he's handed out.
Omori hears the song from atop the roof of the Inn, and looks down from the roof for a moment to see him. She then dips back towards the roof and out of sight, before inexplicably appearing from one shaded side of the Inn on ground level. She listens to the song with keen interest.
*Here ya go, friend!*
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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)
A pale man is sitting down in front of the tavern, playing a song about friendship on his guitar. He has bulky, colorful clothes with equally expressive pins all over them to demonstrate his views and beliefs immediately. Smiley faces, pride flags, peace signs, "Save the Whales." The man is evidently a hippie, even if he's clean shaven and smells like a sweets shop. His blue eyes sparkle as he sings, his shoulder-length red hair blowing in the wind. People, mostly children and parents, gather around him, eating the candy he's handed out.
Omori hears the song from atop the roof of the Inn, and looks down from the roof for a moment to see him. She then dips back towards the roof and out of sight, before inexplicably appearing from one shaded side of the Inn on ground level. She listens to the song with keen interest.
After the song ends (it's a bit of a jam, even if it is a simple concept), he seems to notice her despite not having any visible way to. "Hello, neighbor. Would you like to join us?" His voice when not singing is slow, deliberate, and gentle, spoken in short sentences with simple words. "I promise no one will be mean to you. Isn't that right, kids?" The kids and even a couple parents all nod and agree with his hypnotic voice, several of them trying to see Omori for themselves.
A pale man is sitting down in front of the tavern, playing a song about friendship on his guitar. He has bulky, colorful clothes with equally expressive pins all over them to demonstrate his views and beliefs immediately. Smiley faces, pride flags, peace signs, "Save the Whales." The man is evidently a hippie, even if he's clean shaven and smells like a sweets shop. His blue eyes sparkle as he sings, his shoulder-length red hair blowing in the wind. People, mostly children and parents, gather around him, eating the candy he's handed out.
Omori hears the song from atop the roof of the Inn, and looks down from the roof for a moment to see him. She then dips back towards the roof and out of sight, before inexplicably appearing from one shaded side of the Inn on ground level. She listens to the song with keen interest.
After the song ends (it's a bit of a jam, even if it is a simple concept), he seems to notice her despite not having any visible way to. "Hello, neighbor. Would you like to join us?" His voice when not singing is slow, deliberate, and gentle, spoken in short sentences with simple words. "I promise no one will be mean to you. Isn't that right, kids?" The kids and even a couple parents all nod and agree with his hypnotic voice, several of them trying to see Omori for themselves.
Omori somewhat nervously steps out of the shadows in a quite literal sense, timidly smiling and waving to the group. "Umm... hi?"
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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)
After the song ends (it's a bit of a jam, even if it is a simple concept), he seems to notice her despite not having any visible way to. "Hello, neighbor. Would you like to join us?" His voice when not singing is slow, deliberate, and gentle, spoken in short sentences with simple words. "I promise no one will be mean to you. Isn't that right, kids?" The kids and even a couple parents all nod and agree with his hypnotic voice, several of them trying to see Omori for themselves.
Omori somewhat nervously steps out of the shadows in a quite literal sense, timidly smiling and waving to the group. "Umm... hi?"
They seem kind of surprised by her appearance, except for the musician. "Hello." He says, smiling back. "What's your name?" His eyes are half-lidded, and they physically glitter like diamonds. It's unlikely he's fully human either.
After the song ends (it's a bit of a jam, even if it is a simple concept), he seems to notice her despite not having any visible way to. "Hello, neighbor. Would you like to join us?" His voice when not singing is slow, deliberate, and gentle, spoken in short sentences with simple words. "I promise no one will be mean to you. Isn't that right, kids?" The kids and even a couple parents all nod and agree with his hypnotic voice, several of them trying to see Omori for themselves.
Omori somewhat nervously steps out of the shadows in a quite literal sense, timidly smiling and waving to the group. "Umm... hi?"
They seem kind of surprised by her appearance, except for the musician. "Hello." He says, smiling back. "What's your name?" His eyes are half-lidded, and they physically glitter like diamonds. It's unlikely he's fully human either.
"Omori... what's your's?" She nervously smiles at the group as a whole, showing serrated teeth.
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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)
They seem kind of surprised by her appearance, except for the musician. "Hello." He says, smiling back. "What's your name?" His eyes are half-lidded, and they physically glitter like diamonds. It's unlikely he's fully human either.
"Omori... what's your's?" She nervously smiles at the group as a whole, showing serrated teeth.
"My name is Franz. You've got pretty teeth, Omori." The other kids look impressed, following his lead of being more friendly than frightened. "Would you like to come sit with us? We were gonna play a game together. We haven't decided on what game yet. Since you're new, you could be the one to pick."
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)
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*How art thou?*
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
*Alive like always, and you?*
*Cut*
"It's being kinda ambiguous about the actual effect... Let me see if I can find the spell's name..." She looks for a few seconds, placing her finger under one line of text and rotating the map slightly to read it better. "Starry... Wisp?" She asks, still not certain about how well she's understanding the Druidic text.
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)
She smiles “Not a light spell but somethin’ similar. An’ you read it right, Starry Wisp. It’s a fightin’ spell, harnesses radiant power inta some small wisps.” She nods.
*Hoorah. I am okay-*
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 to hear, would you like to rp?*
*Actually, I gtg, sorry.*
*I am back now. For a bit.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I see... I'm not planning on needing to fight much, but I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have some more defensive spells. That, and Starry Wisp sounds awesome." She responds, chuckling a bit.
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)
*Farewell for now, 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)
*Welcome back! Would you like to continue with our previous interaction?*
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 love me little ghosty*
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)
*Yes. I'm sorry for leaving immediately, I'm quite hongry.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Here ya go, 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)
After the song ends (it's a bit of a jam, even if it is a simple concept), he seems to notice her despite not having any visible way to. "Hello, neighbor. Would you like to join us?" His voice when not singing is slow, deliberate, and gentle, spoken in short sentences with simple words. "I promise no one will be mean to you. Isn't that right, kids?" The kids and even a couple parents all nod and agree with his hypnotic voice, several of them trying to see Omori for themselves.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Omori somewhat nervously steps out of the shadows in a quite literal sense, timidly smiling and waving to the group. "Umm... hi?"
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)
They seem kind of surprised by her appearance, except for the musician. "Hello." He says, smiling back. "What's your name?" His eyes are half-lidded, and they physically glitter like diamonds. It's unlikely he's fully human either.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Omori... what's your's?" She nervously smiles at the group as a whole, showing serrated teeth.
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)
"My name is Franz. You've got pretty teeth, Omori." The other kids look impressed, following his lead of being more friendly than frightened. "Would you like to come sit with us? We were gonna play a game together. We haven't decided on what game yet. Since you're new, you could be the one to pick."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*im just here for the vibes*
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)