Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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"yeah." he says, crouching down. "Im your new bodyguard kiddo."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Nobody? Cool, time to play Fire Emblem.*
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.)
Yod shrugs again. “Maybe. But I think even if something was made for killing, that’s not all it is. And if what you say is what you believe, why are you even here?”
“It’s the least I could do.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Her eyes widen, beaming brightly "That's awesome, you're awesome!"
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.)
"So, whats your name dude?"
Therens eyes widen as he follows the slaughter.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Because, im pissed. This helps me let off some steam. Its therapeutic."
Leo smiles a bit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*"Believe you can and you're halfway there." - Theodore Roosevelt*
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"Thanks." he says smiling a bit. "what's your name kiddo?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Tresa, Tresa is my name." She says, coughing just a little into her hand.
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 quietly uses his mechanical eye to run a quick diagnostic on her. "Nice to meet ya Tresa."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Okay.” He nods, unshouldering his bow. “There’s beauty in everything, even if it’s not what you think beauty is.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
From what he can tell, it's something unique to the fey wild, some antibiotics have been able to slow the progression, but it is eventually going to kill her "Nice to meet you 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.)
"Sure." he says with a shrug, adjusting his sights.
Leo hands her a mug of hot coco
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
X's smiles flickers for a sec, before going back to normal. "Alright, lets get ya back to bed ok?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Gooooooooood morning, everyone!*
Omori is preparing for what will hopefully be their final confrontation with the Seer, mustering as much magic and courage as she can.
KK is animating more Mannequins, using a few drops from a vial of old blood amongst the regular blood she uses to paint the animating runes. She occasionally looks back at the vial with a morbid curiosity, before pushing the thought aside and continuing her work.
The Seer is continuing to send its shadow avatars to wherever seems most interesting, looking for more promising targets to make into its thralls.
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 notices, and her own follows before she nods, taking their hand and beginning to run over to her and Darius's small wooden home, going inside and lying down.
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 walks with her, his metal hand holding hers gently. "Nice home you got here kiddo."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*WHY DO I KEEP FORGETTING THE SECOND ONE I’M SO SORRY*
Yod turns and continues firing skillfully.
“Is Festus somewhere dry?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Hey hey hey, its ok. I promise*
Phoenix watches them.
He points at the dragon by the forge.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Good morning.*
Merabelle has her old plate armor, she almost decided to take the overgrown vines off of the armor, but she decided to keep it on, waiting for Omori, preparing herself mentally. She is entirely prepared to kill the Seer.
Henry walks down from the warehouse upper section, wearing his pajamas, rubbing his eyes, still not used to going to bed when it's night time. He hands KK an exact replica of her own skull made entirely out of polished bone. He looks at the mannequins, and to the vial of old blood "That shadowy creature visited me a few days ago." He says, slightly tired.
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.)