*Miss Eliza Bandersnatch, the Daughter of a Heaven Lord (A form of royalty closely related to Princes or Kings) who ruled over the lands of a world called Frendale (Friend-Dale). Unfortunately, Eliza suffered from Paranoid-Schziophrenia, the inability to distinguish right from wrong, and severe outburst of rage. She was sent to a mental ward which was owned by the son, Oliver Oldguard, of the city's esteemed doctor, Rupert Oldguard, who always stood in his brothers shadow. He thought he could cure Eliza but ended up making her worse as he turned to electro therapy and even a lobotomy. Her delusions became worse and worse and she was often restrained from ever moving. Over time her limbs had to be cut off due to the lack of blood from being tied up and the risk of necro-rot. Her friend, whom she made in the hospital was a woman named Nancy Barter who suffered from multiple personalities. She helped her escape and took her into the city once more. Her father, seeing her, agreed to keep her under a cloth so no one knew where she escaped too. He had a artificer build her arms and legs. Once she had them, she killed her father but Nancy live, telling her to leave and never seek her out again.*
*Miss Eliza Bandersnatch, the Daughter of a Heaven Lord (A form of royalty closely related to Princes or Kings) who ruled over the lands of a world called Frendale (Friend-Dale). Unfortunately, Eliza suffered from Paranoid-Schziophrenia, the inability to distinguish right from wrong, and severe outburst of rage. She was sent to a mental ward which was owned by the son, Oliver Oldguard, of the city's esteemed doctor, Rupert Oldguard, who always stood in his brothers shadow. He thought he could cure Eliza but ended up making her worse as he turned to electro therapy and even a lobotomy. Her delusions became worse and worse and she was often restrained from ever moving. Over time her limbs had to be cut off due to the lack of blood from being tied up and the risk of necro-rot. Her friend, whom she made in the hospital was a woman named Nancy Barter who suffered from multiple personalities. She helped her escape and took her into the city once more. Her father, seeing her, agreed to keep her under a cloth so no one knew where she escaped too. He had a artificer build her arms and legs. Once she had them, she killed her father but Nancy live, telling her to leave and never seek her out again.*
*Love some drama and robot limbs, should be veeeeeeery interesting*
*Hey Wendi, good to see you, I’ve been worried about you.*
*Just been around, making an insane woman."
*I do love insane women, after all, I made Merabelle and Paracelsus.*
*She is unable to tell right from wrong, has Paranoid-Schziophrenia, is unpredictable and constantly with a smile on her face, and her moods shift wildly from extremely happy to depression.*
*each unsung song feeds me, each lost tune grows my power… until, one day, I can steal the Music of the Spheres. And the. The world will stop turning. It’ll keen… in a minor key… Aeolian tones across the whole of creation…*
*Everything resonates, Doctor dear! Every atom hums! And anything that sings a tune… IS MINE!*
*each unsung song feeds me, each lost tune grows my power… until, one day, I can steal the Music of the Spheres. And the. The world will stop turning. It’ll keen… in a minor key… Aeolian tones across the whole of creation…*
*Everything resonates, Doctor dear! Every atom hums! And anything that sings a tune… IS MINE!*
*sing along, Doctor!*
*Good afternoon Miss! You are my second victim. First one was trouble, not to worry cuz I fixed him!
Shhh, not a word, cuz you won't be heard, not when you life is my hands.*
*each unsung song feeds me, each lost tune grows my power… until, one day, I can steal the Music of the Spheres. And the. The world will stop turning. It’ll keen… in a minor key… Aeolian tones across the whole of creation…*
*Everything resonates, Doctor dear! Every atom hums! And anything that sings a tune… IS MINE!*
*sing along, Doctor!*
*Good afternoon Miss! You are my second victim. First one was trouble, not to worry cuz I fixed him!
Shhh, not a word, cuz you won't be heard, not when you life is my hands.*
Seasha is a drinker, but certainly slowing down after 3 barrells
Lotty comes out with the set gift wrapped, looking for Marionette
"This just comes naturally for you. you're amazing.."
*Accidental cut I assume.*
Heriot cheers after they finish the third barrel, laughing and holding onto them “Amazing! You are amazing.” She kisses their cheek.
She waves them over to the bench she’s sitting at nearby, seeing the gift wrapped as she closes her book.
“Naturally?” He laughs, smiling as bright as the sun “I got trained by four separate masters since I’ve started cooking, and I’m on none of their levels yet.” He picks them back up, putting them down in a chair, placing their soup in front of them “Dinner is served.”
*Hey Wendi, good to see you, I’ve been worried about you.*
*Just been around, making an insane woman."
*I do love insane women, after all, I made Merabelle and Paracelsus.*
*She is unable to tell right from wrong, has Paranoid-Schziophrenia, is unpredictable and constantly with a smile on her face, and her moods shift wildly from extremely happy to depression.*
*That does sound very fun indeed, I hope to see them in action at some point.*
*each unsung song feeds me, each lost tune grows my power… until, one day, I can steal the Music of the Spheres. And the. The world will stop turning. It’ll keen… in a minor key… Aeolian tones across the whole of creation…*
*Everything resonates, Doctor dear! Every atom hums! And anything that sings a tune… IS MINE!*
*sing along, Doctor!*
*Good afternoon Miss! You are my second victim. First one was trouble, not to worry cuz I fixed him!
Shhh, not a word, cuz you won't be heard, not when you life is my hands.*
*JUST KNOW WHAT I AM DOING IS PART OF A PLAN!*
✌🏻
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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
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*I’m finally back, does anyone want to rp at all? If not, I’ll probably still be here.*
*Right here. My reply.*
*Dont have a preference, don’t be sorry.*
She continues to look down at the ground, nodding a bit “Maybe we should go together, so they know the gift is from the both of us.”
He chuckles with them, blushing a little bit as he continues to cook, them practically getting a bird’s eye view as he makes their meal.
*Miss Eliza Bandersnatch, the Daughter of a Heaven Lord (A form of royalty closely related to Princes or Kings) who ruled over the lands of a world called Frendale (Friend-Dale). Unfortunately, Eliza suffered from Paranoid-Schziophrenia, the inability to distinguish right from wrong, and severe outburst of rage. She was sent to a mental ward which was owned by the son, Oliver Oldguard, of the city's esteemed doctor, Rupert Oldguard, who always stood in his brothers shadow. He thought he could cure Eliza but ended up making her worse as he turned to electro therapy and even a lobotomy. Her delusions became worse and worse and she was often restrained from ever moving. Over time her limbs had to be cut off due to the lack of blood from being tied up and the risk of necro-rot. Her friend, whom she made in the hospital was a woman named Nancy Barter who suffered from multiple personalities. She helped her escape and took her into the city once more. Her father, seeing her, agreed to keep her under a cloth so no one knew where she escaped too. He had a artificer build her arms and legs. Once she had them, she killed her father but Nancy live, telling her to leave and never seek her out again.*
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
*Hey Wendi, good to see you, I’ve been worried about you.*
*Love some drama and robot limbs, should be veeeeeeery interesting*
Heriot decided to come with them, a drinker herself, and a heavyweight at that.
She nods again, walking outside of the place, opening her prayer book and beginning to read as she waits.
He rolls his eyes, finishing up seasoning and hand searing their steak, putting down the main course and beginning to work on the soup.
*Just been around, making an insane woman."
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 do love insane women, after all, I made Merabelle and Paracelsus.*
*She is unable to tell right from wrong, has Paranoid-Schziophrenia, is unpredictable and constantly with a smile on her face, and her moods shift wildly from extremely happy to depression.*
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
*each unsung song feeds me, each lost tune grows my power… until, one day, I can steal the Music of the Spheres. And the. The world will stop turning. It’ll keen… in a minor key… Aeolian tones across the whole of creation…*
*Everything resonates, Doctor dear! Every atom hums! And anything that sings a tune… IS MINE!*
*sing along, Doctor!*
*Good afternoon Miss! You are my second victim. First one was trouble, not to worry cuz I fixed him!
Shhh, not a word, cuz you won't be heard, not when you life is my hands.*
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
*JUST KNOW WHAT I AM DOING IS PART OF A PLAN!*
*Accidental cut I assume.*
Heriot cheers after they finish the third barrel, laughing and holding onto them “Amazing! You are amazing.” She kisses their cheek.
She waves them over to the bench she’s sitting at nearby, seeing the gift wrapped as she closes her book.
“Naturally?” He laughs, smiling as bright as the sun “I got trained by four separate masters since I’ve started cooking, and I’m on none of their levels yet.” He picks them back up, putting them down in a chair, placing their soup in front of them “Dinner is served.”
*That does sound very fun indeed, I hope to see them in action at some point.*
✌🏻
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