*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
Phoenix taps his shoulder
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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.
"Do not run child...i will bring you to your mother..." the voice says, like static in her brain. The monster follows her, right on her heels
"That pain-loving wretch is not my mother!" She yells back in response, not daring to slow down.
"I am not talking about the rot child...." he grumbles
She pauses for a moment to catch her breath, hiding behind a tree. "S- She didn't... send you after me?" She asks, getting ready to flee again should he be trying to trick her.
The monster lays on the ground, staring at her tree. "She did, but I did not realize...what she wanted to do...I may be a monster...but I have a heart..." it says lowly
"Why?... Why is she doing this?.." She asks no one in particular, still on guard.
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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)
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
Phoenix taps his shoulder
Jack jumps and turns around, looking up at him. "Oh, hey."
"I'd love to cut it open and take notes of its anatomy once you do." She cheerily replies, before pausing to think about his idea. "That's a brilliant idea. I'd need to figure out where, but once that hurdle is cleared... yeah, I like the sound of having an art museum."
"Y o u c a n ' t k i l l w h a t ' s a l r e a d y d e a d . . ." It retorts, continuing to steadily push back more and more- slowly, but steadily. "S o , o n c e I k i l l y o u , I ' l l j u s t b r i n g y o u b a c k , s o s h e c a n w a t c h y o u f a i l t o s a v e h e r . . . A g a i n , a n d a g a i n . . . F o r e v e r . . ."
"I can imagine it, everyone coming from every plane to witness the masterpieces you have created... even..." He shakes his head before smiling at them "I would be happy to help you all along the way, though, I may not be able to do much."
"That's what ya think'll happen. It'll be a whole heap o' fun when it don't." She says with a smile, she grows her pressing down, beginning to expend spell slots with all of the power she is using to stop them from pushing, and using the excess, if there is any, to push back herself.
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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.'
"Do not run child...i will bring you to your mother..." the voice says, like static in her brain. The monster follows her, right on her heels
"That pain-loving wretch is not my mother!" She yells back in response, not daring to slow down.
"I am not talking about the rot child...." he grumbles
She pauses for a moment to catch her breath, hiding behind a tree. "S- She didn't... send you after me?" She asks, getting ready to flee again should he be trying to trick her.
The monster lays on the ground, staring at her tree. "She did, but I did not realize...what she wanted to do...I may be a monster...but I have a heart..." it says lowly
"Why?... Why is she doing this?.." She asks no one in particular, still on guard.
He holds out a clawed finger. "I do not know child..."
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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.
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
Isaac is at one of the tables having lunch
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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
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
Phoenix taps his shoulder
Jack jumps and turns around, looking up at him. "Oh, hey."
Phoenix giggles like a giddy child. "hiiiii!"
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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.
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
KK is also on the roof of the tavern, making a painting of the landscape in vivid shades of red, using paint that is probably made from someone's blood to do so.
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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)
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
Phoenix taps his shoulder
Jack jumps and turns around, looking up at him. "Oh, hey."
Phoenix giggles like a giddy child. "hiiiii!"
"Oh dear.. what did you do?" he smirks, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
KK is also on the roof of the tavern, making a painting of the landscape in vivid shades of red, using paint that is probably made from someone's blood to do so.
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
Isaac is at one of the tables having lunch
The figure looks over and waves kindly.
He waves back "hello"
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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
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
Phoenix taps his shoulder
Jack jumps and turns around, looking up at him. "Oh, hey."
Phoenix giggles like a giddy child. "hiiiii!"
"Oh dear.. what did you do?" he smirks, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.
"Close your eyes! Close em!!!" he says happily
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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.
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Sparrow walks over to there, blood covers his duster, and he does seem to be limping, but he easily climbs up to the roof, sitting next to Stroth, looking at the dead man for a moment, sighing, before looking at the sky.
An even larger figure sits down next to them. Rag waves his hand at them, before taking his greataxe off of his belt and beginning to clean it, humming a song to himself.
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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.'
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
Phoenix taps his shoulder
Jack jumps and turns around, looking up at him. "Oh, hey."
Phoenix giggles like a giddy child. "hiiiii!"
"Oh dear.. what did you do?" he smirks, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.
"Do not run child...i will bring you to your mother..." the voice says, like static in her brain. The monster follows her, right on her heels
"That pain-loving wretch is not my mother!" She yells back in response, not daring to slow down.
"I am not talking about the rot child...." he grumbles
She pauses for a moment to catch her breath, hiding behind a tree. "S- She didn't... send you after me?" She asks, getting ready to flee again should he be trying to trick her.
The monster lays on the ground, staring at her tree. "She did, but I did not realize...what she wanted to do...I may be a monster...but I have a heart..." it says lowly
"Why?... Why is she doing this?.." She asks no one in particular, still on guard.
He holds out a clawed finger. "I do not know child..."
She very hesitantly looks out from behind the tree, not saying anything, before stepping a bit closer with extreme reluctance.
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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)
*If anyone wishes to rp, here are the characters.*
Stroth is sitting on the roof of the tavern, eating lunch of a salad, a man she discreetly killed and was careful to not get caught for, and corn on the cob. Its a scary sight, watching her eat with her multiple mouths.
A large figure dressed in golden armor is sitting in the tavern, polishing his shield made of similar gold metal. The symbol of abjuration on the front is etched nicely.
Jack is trying to practice his new spell but he cant seem to get it right.
Isaac is at one of the tables having lunch
The figure looks over and waves kindly.
He waves back "hello"
"How're you?"
"doing well enough. how about you?"
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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
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*meh, fine ig*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Phoenix taps his shoulder
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Why?... Why is she doing this?.." She asks no one in particular, still on guard.
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)
Jack jumps and turns around, looking up at him. "Oh, hey."
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
"I can imagine it, everyone coming from every plane to witness the masterpieces you have created... even..." He shakes his head before smiling at them "I would be happy to help you all along the way, though, I may not be able to do much."
"That's what ya think'll happen. It'll be a whole heap o' fun when it don't." She says with a smile, she grows her pressing down, beginning to expend spell slots with all of the power she is using to stop them from pushing, and using the excess, if there is any, to push back herself.
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.)
He holds out a clawed finger. "I do not know child..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Isaac is at one of the tables having lunch
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
Phoenix giggles like a giddy child. "hiiiii!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
KK is also on the roof of the tavern, making a painting of the landscape in vivid shades of red, using paint that is probably made from someone's blood to do so.
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 figure looks over and waves kindly.
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
"Oh dear.. what did you do?" he smirks, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.
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
"Fair enough, but that would be a crime to do. I'm no criminal."
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.)
Stroth hands her some corn "Want some?"
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
He waves back "hello"
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
"Close your eyes! Close em!!!" he says happily
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"How're you?"
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
Sparrow walks over to there, blood covers his duster, and he does seem to be limping, but he easily climbs up to the roof, sitting next to Stroth, looking at the dead man for a moment, sighing, before looking at the sky.
An even larger figure sits down next to them. Rag waves his hand at them, before taking his greataxe off of his belt and beginning to clean it, humming a song to himself.
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.)
He sighs and closes them "Im terrified."
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
She very hesitantly looks out from behind the tree, not saying anything, before stepping a bit closer with extreme reluctance.
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)
"doing well enough. how about you?"
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