*It sends me to an error page. Mind describing them?* *The patient one is an oni masquerading in Human form*
They have to the humaniod. "Hello. Who are you?"
*Anthro wolf with a wolf skull for a face. their left eye is is a glowing red dot, and their right eye socket drips with a black goo. they have the backbone, shoulder and ribcage (part of it anyways) of a bear. They have the legs of a bird. and their tail starts with a poof of bird tail feathers, and than has half the body of a snake (only the skeletal parts, the back half) at the end of the snake stuff, they have a wolf tail. their arms are fluffy anthro wolf arms with little claws in place of fingers. they have a large spikey mane and big ears*
"Teralith. you?" They adjust their head fur
"Mmm... Isaiah, or at least for right now." They say, finding a place to sit. "You're enjoying the woods as well, I take it?"
Leo is working on Festus, grumbling as he cleans a few gears and clicks them into place.
-new character-
A young tiefling, about 24, is sitting in the meadow. A bunch of rabbits surround him as he gently pets them. His light red skin glints in the sunlight as his black ram horns curl around his head. The druid hums to himself as he pets the rabbits. He wears a green long sleeved shirt, black pants, and worn leather boots. His smoky grey eyes watch over his rabbits. Scars peek out from under his shirt onto his hands, face, and neck.
Lysander, wandering through the forest, waves to the newcomer. "Who might you be, friend?"
He looks up and smiles. "Helios.."
They chuckle for a bit, before taking hold of themselves. "A druid of some kind I take it?" The extraplanar asks, motioning to the rabbits
He nods. "They're my friends.."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hello again, friends! Wouldst any of thou like to rp?*
*Of course, who do you want to have? Also, want to continue on smorg?*
*Sure, sounds great! As for here, let's go with... Tim!*
*Consider it done.*
Tim is sitting in a field of flowers, poking them. Any flower he touches seems to bloom and grow, he doesn't know why, but he doesn't think about it too much. He hasn't changed much, though his brother did give him a wizard hat, a brilliant blue color that compliments his ever changing eyes.
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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.'
*Hello again, friends! Wouldst any of thou like to rp?*
*Sure, I have all of my characters: Lysander the wizard, Meroving the sentient sword, Yossele the golem, Yacatl the racer, Lazarus the vampire, Raphael the angel, Throden-Ihtros the chef, the Patient One. I might re-intro Gwen the half-dragon soon as well*
*What are your characters?*
*I'm not the most familiar with your characters, so I'd love to rp with any of them that you'd like to use!*
*As for my characters, I don't have quite as many: Helianth the light-devouring sunflower, Omori the eldritch shadow child, and KK the insane artist. Might make a fourth, but not entirely sure.*
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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)
*Hello again, friends! Wouldst any of thou like to rp?*
*Sure, I have all of my characters: Lysander the wizard, Meroving the sentient sword, Yossele the golem, Yacatl the racer, Lazarus the vampire, Raphael the angel, Throden-Ihtros the chef, the Patient One. I might re-intro Gwen the half-dragon soon as well*
*What are your characters?*
*I'm not the most familiar with your characters, so I'd love to rp with any of them that you'd like to use!*
*As for my characters, I don't have quite as many: Helianth the light-devouring sunflower, Omori the eldritch shadow child, and KK the insane artist. Might make a fourth, but not entirely sure.*
Yacatl is walking through town, looking to see if there is anything that catches his eyes.
*In the same way I chose mine, you can chose yours. Yacatl is a Tabaxi who can run a mile in 6 secs and has been so many places in so many years. They are also an extreme coward when it comes to anything*
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Hello again, friends! Wouldst any of thou like to rp?*
*Of course, who do you want to have? Also, want to continue on smorg?*
*Sure, sounds great! As for here, let's go with... Tim!*
*Consider it done.*
Tim is sitting in a field of flowers, poking them. Any flower he touches seems to bloom and grow, he doesn't know why, but he doesn't think about it too much. He hasn't changed much, though his brother did give him a wizard hat, a brilliant blue color that compliments his ever changing eyes.
Helianth is also there, simply absorbing sunlight. It's been a while since anyone has seen it- and the Spelljammer normally visible from here is gone. "Hello again, Tim." It says, turning to face him.
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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)
*Hello again, friends! Wouldst any of thou like to rp?*
*Sure. heres who i have currently*
Leo is working on Festus, grumbling as he cleans a few gears and clicks them into place.
-new character-
A young tiefling, about 24, is sitting in the meadow. A bunch of rabbits surround him as he gently pets them. His light red skin glints in the sunlight as his black ram horns curl around his head. The druid hums to himself as he pets the rabbits. He wears a green long sleeved shirt, black pants, and worn leather boots. His smoky grey eyes watch over his rabbits. Scars peek out from under his shirt onto his hands, face, and neck.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hello again, friends! Wouldst any of thou like to rp?*
*Of course, who do you want to have? Also, want to continue on smorg?*
*Sure, sounds great! As for here, let's go with... Tim!*
*Consider it done.*
Tim is sitting in a field of flowers, poking them. Any flower he touches seems to bloom and grow, he doesn't know why, but he doesn't think about it too much. He hasn't changed much, though his brother did give him a wizard hat, a brilliant blue color that compliments his ever changing eyes.
Helianth is also there, simply absorbing sunlight. It's been a while since anyone has seen it- and the Spelljammer normally visible from here is gone. "Hello again, Tim." It says, turning to face him.
He looks up to them for a moment before getting up and hugging them tightly, or at least as tight as they can "Hello! How's your journey going?" He asks, looking up to them, adjusting his way too big hat.
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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.'
*Hello again, friends! Wouldst any of thou like to rp?*
*Sure, I have all of my characters: Lysander the wizard, Meroving the sentient sword, Yossele the golem, Yacatl the racer, Lazarus the vampire, Raphael the angel, Throden-Ihtros the chef, the Patient One. I might re-intro Gwen the half-dragon soon as well*
*What are your characters?*
*I'm not the most familiar with your characters, so I'd love to rp with any of them that you'd like to use!*
*As for my characters, I don't have quite as many: Helianth the light-devouring sunflower, Omori the eldritch shadow child, and KK the insane artist. Might make a fourth, but not entirely sure.*
Yacatl is walking through town, looking to see if there is anything that catches his eyes.
*In the same way I chose mine, you can chose yours. Yacatl is a Tabaxi who can run a mile in 6 secs and has been so many places in so many years. They are also an extreme coward when it comes to anything*
KK is also walking through town, gathering supplies for her future projects. One of her creations- a six-armed, towering amalgam of mannequin parts- carries the rolls of fabric, buckets of blood, and other bulk materials she needed.
*KK is an artist and tailor who has had a storied past rife with death and revival who creates things meant to invoke fear and wonder alike. She also has a past full of death and resurrection that may or may not have contributed to her obsession with creating new, horrific things.*
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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)
*Hello again, friends! Wouldst any of thou like to rp?*
*Of course, who do you want to have? Also, want to continue on smorg?*
*Sure, sounds great! As for here, let's go with... Tim!*
*Consider it done.*
Tim is sitting in a field of flowers, poking them. Any flower he touches seems to bloom and grow, he doesn't know why, but he doesn't think about it too much. He hasn't changed much, though his brother did give him a wizard hat, a brilliant blue color that compliments his ever changing eyes.
Helianth is also there, simply absorbing sunlight. It's been a while since anyone has seen it- and the Spelljammer normally visible from here is gone. "Hello again, Tim." It says, turning to face him.
He looks up to them for a moment before getting up and hugging them tightly, or at least as tight as they can "Hello! How's your journey going?" He asks, looking up to them, adjusting his way too big hat.
The crooked, monstrous sunflower hugs him back with its roots, being careful not to stab him with its many, many thorns. "It's going well enough. Making steady progress towards our first star. How have your studies of the arcane been?"
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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)
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
*Hello again, friends! Wouldst any of thou like to rp?*
*Of course, who do you want to have? Also, want to continue on smorg?*
*Sure, sounds great! As for here, let's go with... Tim!*
*Consider it done.*
Tim is sitting in a field of flowers, poking them. Any flower he touches seems to bloom and grow, he doesn't know why, but he doesn't think about it too much. He hasn't changed much, though his brother did give him a wizard hat, a brilliant blue color that compliments his ever changing eyes.
Helianth is also there, simply absorbing sunlight. It's been a while since anyone has seen it- and the Spelljammer normally visible from here is gone. "Hello again, Tim." It says, turning to face him.
He looks up to them for a moment before getting up and hugging them tightly, or at least as tight as they can "Hello! How's your journey going?" He asks, looking up to them, adjusting his way too big hat.
The crooked, monstrous sunflower hugs him back with its roots, being careful not to stab him with its many, many thorns. "It's going well enough. Making steady progress towards our first star. How have your studies of the arcane been?"
Though thorns do seem to make contact, he is left unharmed. He pulls back, holding out his hands and getting his spell book "Oh! Look at this! It's really cool!" He says, before speaking some words of power, before an arcane shield appears to surround his body, very close to the skin.
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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.'
*Does anyone else want to rp? Is anyone else here who wants to roleplay at all?*
*-slowly pushes characters- Oh, btw, Helios is like extremely traumatized. That's why he stays by animals*
Leo is working on Festus, grumbling as he cleans a few gears and clicks them into place.
-new character-
A young tiefling, about 24, is sitting in the meadow. A bunch of rabbits surround him as he gently pets them. His light red skin glints in the sunlight as his black ram horns curl around his head. The druid hums to himself as he pets the rabbits. He wears a green long sleeved shirt, black pants, and worn leather boots. His smoky grey eyes watch over his rabbits. Scars peek out from under his shirt onto his hands, face, and neck.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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"I guess" Teralith leans against a tree
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Sure, sounds great! As for here, let's go with... Tim!*
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 nods. "They're my friends.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Consider it done.*
Tim is sitting in a field of flowers, poking them. Any flower he touches seems to bloom and grow, he doesn't know why, but he doesn't think about it too much. He hasn't changed much, though his brother did give him a wizard hat, a brilliant blue color that compliments his ever changing eyes.
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'm not the most familiar with your characters, so I'd love to rp with any of them that you'd like to use!*
*As for my characters, I don't have quite as many: Helianth the light-devouring sunflower, Omori the eldritch shadow child, and KK the insane artist. Might make a fourth, but not entirely sure.*
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)
"Are you a hunter of some kind?" They say, trying to make conversation
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They offer a hand to shake. "A pleasure to meet you and them for sure."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He gently shakes their hand, scars peeking out from under his long sleeves slightly. In his other hand he cradles a black and white rabbit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Yacatl is walking through town, looking to see if there is anything that catches his eyes.
*In the same way I chose mine, you can chose yours. Yacatl is a Tabaxi who can run a mile in 6 secs and has been so many places in so many years. They are also an extreme coward when it comes to anything*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Nope, just a... whatever I am..." They stare into the darkness wistfully
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*GTG*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Helianth is also there, simply absorbing sunlight. It's been a while since anyone has seen it- and the Spelljammer normally visible from here is gone. "Hello again, Tim." It says, turning to face him.
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)
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He looks up to them for a moment before getting up and hugging them tightly, or at least as tight as they can "Hello! How's your journey going?" He asks, looking up to them, adjusting his way too big hat.
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.)
KK is also walking through town, gathering supplies for her future projects. One of her creations- a six-armed, towering amalgam of mannequin parts- carries the rolls of fabric, buckets of blood, and other bulk materials she needed.
*KK is an artist and tailor who has had a storied past rife with death and revival who creates things meant to invoke fear and wonder alike. She also has a past full of death and resurrection that may or may not have contributed to her obsession with creating new, horrific things.*
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)
The crooked, monstrous sunflower hugs him back with its roots, being careful not to stab him with its many, many thorns. "It's going well enough. Making steady progress towards our first star. How have your studies of the arcane been?"
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)
(hi Yvonne)
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
Though thorns do seem to make contact, he is left unharmed. He pulls back, holding out his hands and getting his spell book "Oh! Look at this! It's really cool!" He says, before speaking some words of power, before an arcane shield appears to surround his body, very close to the skin.
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.)
*Does anyone else want to rp? Is anyone else here who wants to roleplay at all?*
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.)
*-slowly pushes characters- Oh, btw, Helios is like extremely traumatized. That's why he stays by animals*
Leo is working on Festus, grumbling as he cleans a few gears and clicks them into place.
-new character-
A young tiefling, about 24, is sitting in the meadow. A bunch of rabbits surround him as he gently pets them. His light red skin glints in the sunlight as his black ram horns curl around his head. The druid hums to himself as he pets the rabbits. He wears a green long sleeved shirt, black pants, and worn leather boots. His smoky grey eyes watch over his rabbits. Scars peek out from under his shirt onto his hands, face, and neck.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.