He helps her, or well, more does it for her. He returns the bowls then offers her a piggyback ride back to her house.
She graciously accepts the piggy back ride, happy to have this, holding tightly to them and having an immense amount of fun.
She sees four little slots in his neck, two of which have something in them.
He looks at the slots, but keeps her arms wrapped around them "What are these?"
"Oh those? Data slots for data chips. The two i have in right now are just helping my chrome stay good." he says, explaining it rather well.
She tilts her head "What happens if you don't have those in? Does it hurt to put them in?" She asks, just a curious child with a deadly disease.
"I'll go into somethin we call 'Cyberpyscosis.' Makes me unstable and dangerous. Immune to pain. If that ever happens I'd need to get put down. And nah, it don't hurt. Just tickles a bit."
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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.
He helps her, or well, more does it for her. He returns the bowls then offers her a piggyback ride back to her house.
She graciously accepts the piggy back ride, happy to have this, holding tightly to them and having an immense amount of fun.
She sees four little slots in his neck, two of which have something in them.
He looks at the slots, but keeps her arms wrapped around them "What are these?"
"Oh those? Data slots for data chips. The two i have in right now are just helping my chrome stay good." he says, explaining it rather well.
She tilts her head "What happens if you don't have those in? Does it hurt to put them in?" She asks, just a curious child with a deadly disease.
"I'll go into somethin we call 'Cyberpyscosis.' Makes me unstable and dangerous. Immune to pain. If that ever happens I'd need to get put down. And nah, it don't hurt. Just tickles a bit."
She leans her head against them, looking sadden by that "I don't want you to be put down... I like you... promise not to go into Cyberpyscosis or anything, okay?" (Man, Cyberpunk Edgerunners is pain.)
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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.'
*Me and my boss talking/arguing about star trek vs star wars.*
(both of them have fallen off)
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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
(Seer's Con Save: 17) The burst of radiant energy rends through the Seer, each ray piercing completely through their horrific form and shearing off tendrils and pieces of the central mass. It makes another enraged shriek as the very core of its being is wounded, the light chasing away the remnants of its power within the chamber, bleaching the soil and stone grey as the lingering ichor is incinerated. The Seer is wounded, though still 'alive', floating over towards the two. " Y O U . . . Y O U I N S I G N I F I C A N T W R E T C H !" It screams, reaching for Merabelle with all five of its remaining main arms. (2214181021 to hit, for 3438364033 necrotic damage.) Omori fires another Starry Wisp at the center of the Seer (5 to hit, 6 radiant damage), frightened but continuing to persist. "I love you too, Mom."
*They really are. These two are so amazing and unhinged.*
Tears are fully flowing down her face as well, looking down at the ring with absolute joy, feeling like the happiest affront to the laws of science and the divine in the whole world. She takes the ring meant for him- a bone ring as well, carved with accurate depictions of skulls he has carved in the past, including her own, all the eye sockets studded with little glittering rubies- and gently places it on his finger. "I... I love you so much, Henry..."
(Ah, She's blinded, so she has to roll all of those attacks with disadvantage. So it probably won't take her down, but all of that will hurt if any of them hit. I'll roll all of my stuff afterwards, cool?)
*I didn't expect the in sync marriage proposal honestly,*
He closes his eyes, slowly embracing them, holding their head with one of his hands, leaning against them as his tears trickle "This... is more than I could've ever hoped for..." He picks her up, raising her mouth to his own and kissing her passionately for a long time, probably more time than he should considering he needs to breath, but eventually, he does pull back, putting her back down.
(Okay, cool. Here's the rerolled attack rolls, still using the damage numbers from above: 1615111216)
*I was planning for KK to propose first at some point, and when I saw Henry propose, I thought it'd be cute for them to sync up lol*
KK holds him and remains kissing him for just as long, seemingly either not needing to breathe or just not caring to. When they do eventually part, she does take a second to catch her breath again, still with the biggest smile on her face. "It's... well, it's perfect. I wouldn't change a single thing."
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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'll go into somethin we call 'Cyberpyscosis.' Makes me unstable and dangerous. Immune to pain. If that ever happens I'd need to get put down. And nah, it don't hurt. Just tickles a bit."
She leans her head against them, looking sadden by that "I don't want you to be put down... I like you... promise not to go into Cyberpyscosis or anything, okay?" (Man, Cyberpunk Edgerunners is pain.)
*Imma give you a hint on whos gonna pancake X. "None leave the slaughterhouse. Not alive."*
He holds up his human pinky. "I pinky promise kiddo."
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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.
*You, in the volcano.*
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 those? Data slots for data chips. The two i have in right now are just helping my chrome stay good." he says, explaining it rather well.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*-drags you into the lake as well- Your coming with me!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He shakes his head, clasping his staff tightly "I can do it, I won't fall, you'd catch me if I fell right?" He asks them, knowing the answer.
"I've been doing little, just building myself a home, teaching, things like that."
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.)
*(Screaming as I fall) You know I'm right!!!!*
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.)
*Im turning you into soup.*
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
*How does that work?*
"Eh, it's just not something i'm used to." he shrugs
*I will BITE 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
*I will nom you first, (Nibbles)*
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 wanna be either tomato or potato soup*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She tilts her head "What happens if you don't have those in? Does it hurt to put them in?" She asks, just a curious child with a deadly disease.
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.)
*in the crime, he's gonna have his eye try to detect if any heat signatures besides the peoples were present*
"Right. Cause your a fire genesai."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I'll go into somethin we call 'Cyberpyscosis.' Makes me unstable and dangerous. Immune to pain. If that ever happens I'd need to get put down. And nah, it don't hurt. Just tickles a bit."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I would- but we seriously don't need to go. There is probably another shop in the area"
*good place to end?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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.
She leans her head against them, looking sadden by that "I don't want you to be put down... I like you... promise not to go into Cyberpyscosis or anything, okay?" (Man, Cyberpunk Edgerunners is pain.)
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.)
(both of them have fallen off)
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
"We can go Wind, it's okay, if I fall you'll catch it, it'll be fun, it'll be fun." He just repeats that last part to himself.
*Sure, yeah.*
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.)
(Okay, cool. Here's the rerolled attack rolls, still using the damage numbers from above: 16 15 11 12 16)
*I was planning for KK to propose first at some point, and when I saw Henry propose, I thought it'd be cute for them to sync up lol*
KK holds him and remains kissing him for just as long, seemingly either not needing to breathe or just not caring to. When they do eventually part, she does take a second to catch her breath again, still with the biggest smile on her face. "It's... well, it's perfect. I wouldn't change a single thing."
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)
*Imma give you a hint on whos gonna pancake X. "None leave the slaughterhouse. Not alive."*
He holds up his human pinky. "I pinky promise kiddo."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Cut with Jester*
"Evan... please... stop- we don't have to go"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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.