Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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(ah ok. also I replied to you post)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"I... no, we shouldn't try to talk to it. Listening to what Elder Evils have to say never ends well." She responds, pausing for a second as though hearing something else, but choosing not to pay it any attention. "That's how they make things like her. I can't risk that- I won't risk that."
She looks over at him as he sits down. "Hi." She says, wincing slightly to herself as she wraps bandages around several cuts in her arm from something's claws.
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)
"Maybe that store?" He points to a clothing store
She blinks, not really able to come up with an answer
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"Nice to meet you Mr.Windfred." He hobbles into the room, using his Warhammer as a cane.
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.)
"Honey, if ya can believe it I've met Elder Evils befer, turns out that plant bud, Helianth became one, an' what I hear he ain't too bad. Talked to 'em." She shakes her head for a moment before asking her, "Can I talk to 'em? Ya don't have ta, just them an' me."
"Hi, what happened to your arm? I've got something great to help with that." He reaches into his backpack, pulling out a jar full of some kind of slime, opening the jar, taking out some of the slime and beginning to rub it along her arm before putting the bandages back on.
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.)
They nods, leading them to the clothing store and beginning to shop.
"If you aren't you can't come inside. Stay out of the building please."
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.)
(you want to rp Yvonne?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Wind looks around at the clothing
She steps back
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"I... I don't know if I have any way of letting you talk to it. At least, not without giving into its power for a moment. Maybe there's a spell or something that can help?" She responds, still seeming skeptical at the idea of talking to the Void Shard, but trusting her mother's ability to resist its thrall more than she trusts her own.
"A giant lizard... monster... thing happened. I tried to fight it off, and I think I scared it away, but it got a few hits in before it fled." She explains, looking quizzically at the substance he applied to the wound. "What is that? Some sort of disinfectant?"
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)
"There's a spell, an' I'm gonna get all my things ready ta start castin' it. Until then, can ya hold down the fort without me?" She asks, gathering all of her magical supplies, every component that she has available, preparing herself for talking to such a being, even if it isn't a conscious one, or sentient in some way.
"It'll help the wound feel, all of them will be gone by about... 10 minutes." He begins to massage her arm using the jelly, rather soothing as he hums softly "It's good that you fought it off, if there are other monsters in the area it'll probably die from it's injuries or other monsters finishing the job."
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.)
(Good place to end if you want to.)
The guards watch them, until there is a commotion inside, the guards running off to check on it. (What's Lify's plan here?)
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.)
*Okie*
She sneaks inside, as well as she can (Stealth: 20) (Did not know but she has a lot of skill in stealth)
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
That easily beats the passive perception of all of the guards, who are currently trying to figure out how all the deadly exotic pets got loose.
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 should be fine for at least long enough for the spell to be ready, yeah." She answers, waiting for the spell, trying not to pay any mind to the Void Shard trying to talk to her.
"10 minutes? What's that stuff made of?" She asks, almost not believing him before already feeling the wounds' pain subside.
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 draws a magic circle around Omori, sitting down in front of them after a moment before channeling down into the circle, and suddenly, her presence going into their soul.
"Monster parts, natural." He says as he begins to massage their other arm with the jelly, "Nature is amazing, and monster hunters need to harness what they can with it. You have fantastic arms by the way."
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.)
When she wanders inside, she looks around for James, or tries to hear his voice (Perception: 31)
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
They would see James hiding nearby, headed towards a nearby ornate looking archway to a gated room.
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.)
They walk over to James, following
*GTG*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
He doesn't notice, pushing the gate open. On the other side is an ornate room, butlers and golden banners of sharp blue, James's parents sit on what are basically thrones, looking at James with silence contempt.
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.)
As soon as the spell is completed, everything around Merabelle immediately fades away to reveal a featureless grey expanse of land(?), with a night sky above that contains a wide array of constellations- or at least, parts of them. Something reaches up into the bits of starlight in Omori's soul, coiling its tendrils around one of the stars and dragging it down from the sky to devour it. The Void Shard takes a form resembling a large, shadowy jellyfish composed of rings and veils and tendrils of pure darkness- eerily similar to what was seen enveloping the Seer when she and Omori went to fight her.
"Y o u a g a i n . . ." It says to her- not in the Seer's voice, but its own.
"O- oh, thanks." She says, looking to her arm as well. "When you're digging graves as your job, it builds a decent bit of muscle, I suppose." She adds, dryly chuckling to herself.
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)