Omori is continuing to practice her magic, currently trying to cast Ice Knife.
*Good to see you my dear friend Yvonne. May I have Mavis please?*
Merabelle continues to help them as much as she can, though they don't need it much anymore.
*Of course you may! How art thou today, mine good friend Jester?*
She continues to attempt to cast the spell, occasionally consulting her star charts to see if she's missing any instructions, but can't seem to make any effect more than frost appearing on their fingertips.
Mavis is in the woods as well, reading a book as she sits under a large tree.
*I am doing wonderfully, and you, my good friend Yvonne?*
Merabelle tries to see if there are any insights she can provide, closing her eyes and feeling their magic to see if the mistake is internal, caused by something else.
Thorfinn walks past, he doesn't have his backpack on, and instead he is carrying the body of what appears to be a giant lizard, that must weigh a massive amount. He waves to them, smiling.
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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.'
Omori is continuing to practice her magic, currently trying to cast Ice Knife.
*Good to see you my dear friend Yvonne. May I have Mavis please?*
Merabelle continues to help them as much as she can, though they don't need it much anymore.
*Of course you may! How art thou today, mine good friend Jester?*
She continues to attempt to cast the spell, occasionally consulting her star charts to see if she's missing any instructions, but can't seem to make any effect more than frost appearing on their fingertips.
Mavis is in the woods as well, reading a book as she sits under a large tree.
*I am doing wonderfully, and you, my good friend Yvonne?*
Merabelle tries to see if there are any insights she can provide, closing her eyes and feeling their magic to see if the mistake is internal, caused by something else.
Thorfinn walks past, he doesn't have his backpack on, and instead he is carrying the body of what appears to be a giant lizard, that must weigh a massive amount. He waves to them, smiling.
*I am doing rather well. Good to hear you're doing good, my good friend Jester.*
The issue does look to be internal, though the cause is somewhat unsettling- the majority of her magic is being spent on... something, and it doesn't seem like she's aware of this.
Mavis looks up from her book, waving back, before doing a double take after she notices the giant carcass on his back. "What is that thing?" She asks with equal curiosity and surprise.
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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've battled hard with the face in the mirror Every scar makes me dig down deeper Push it 'til there's nothin' more 'Cause I'm stronger than I was before
*I am doing rather well. Good to hear you're doing good, my good friend Jester.*
The issue does look to be internal, though the cause is somewhat unsettling- the majority of her magic is being spent on... something, and it doesn't seem like she's aware of this.
Mavis looks up from her book, waving back, before doing a double take after she notices the giant carcass on his back. "What is that thing?" She asks with equal curiosity and surprise.
*I share the same sentiment, happy to hear you're doing good, take care.*
She holds out a hand to them, her eyes still closed and focused on her magic, looking to get greater look at this and maybe help identify exactly what her magic is being used on.
"Rathalos. Found one while I was exploring the region. I'm not going ta waste any o' this good carcass." He puts it down for a moment, barely sweating as he leans against it, "How're ya doin' Ms.Mavis?"
I've battled hard with the face in the mirror Every scar makes me dig down deeper Push it 'til there's nothin' more 'Cause I'm stronger than I was before
She comes back over to give the soup time to cool, sitting in Leo's lap.
Tim looks up to them from the ground, "You're fun."
*ye :] *
Leo looks up at her, blushing a beet red.
"I try to be." he says with a tired smile
She puts her hands on the sides of their face, "Honey, you can't keep getting embarrassed, if you want to be a father, we are going to have to do more than me just sitting in your lap." She laughs a bit.
"You're good at it..." He suddenly gets a sad look, but shakes it away.
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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.'
She comes back over to give the soup time to cool, sitting in Leo's lap.
Tim looks up to them from the ground, "You're fun."
*ye :] *
Leo looks up at her, blushing a beet red.
"I try to be." he says with a tired smile
She puts her hands on the sides of their face, "Honey, you can't keep getting embarrassed, if you want to be a father, we are going to have to do more than me just sitting in your lap." She laughs a bit.
"You're good at it..." He suddenly gets a sad look, but shakes it away.
His face feels like its heating up from embarrassment. "i-i-i-i know.."
"Whats wrong kiddo?" he says, seeing the look
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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.
*Can't think of anyone else, here's James and Evan.*
James is still recovering from being kidnapped by his family. He's sitting in his room, shirtless, sweating as he thinks about why they would've done that.
Evan is thinking about going to visit their family, sitting in the woods as they contemplate.
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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.'
*I am doing rather well. Good to hear you're doing good, my good friend Jester.*
The issue does look to be internal, though the cause is somewhat unsettling- the majority of her magic is being spent on... something, and it doesn't seem like she's aware of this.
Mavis looks up from her book, waving back, before doing a double take after she notices the giant carcass on his back. "What is that thing?" She asks with equal curiosity and surprise.
*I share the same sentiment, happy to hear you're doing good, take care.*
She holds out a hand to them, her eyes still closed and focused on her magic, looking to get greater look at this and maybe help identify exactly what her magic is being used on.
"Rathalos. Found one while I was exploring the region. I'm not going ta waste any o' this good carcass." He puts it down for a moment, barely sweating as he leans against it, "How're ya doin' Ms.Mavis?"
The druid-in-training takes the hand offered to her, seeming a little concerned as she can tell there's something going on. Merabelle can sense the energy being channeled into something frightening- a small presence of concentrated darkness, drifting about amidst her pieces of her soul- a tiny singularity of shadow that is passively taking in more magic and slowly growing. It's not the Seer, thank gods, but it has a vaguely similar nature. Omori doesn't seem to notice it.
"I'm doing alright. Wanted to get away from the chaos around the Inn and relax a bit." She says, gesturing to her book- a beginner's guidebook to tracking various types of monsters. "You?"
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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)
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*I am doing wonderfully, and you, my good friend Yvonne?*
Merabelle tries to see if there are any insights she can provide, closing her eyes and feeling their magic to see if the mistake is internal, caused by something else.
Thorfinn walks past, he doesn't have his backpack on, and instead he is carrying the body of what appears to be a giant lizard, that must weigh a massive amount. He waves to them, smiling.
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.'
She looks back to them and smiles happily before continuing to work, "It's okay to stare, love."
He floats back to the ground, lying on his back, laughing.
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.'
*How are you doing?*
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.'
*Good! You? :3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025 (They still alive, but banished to being a lurker now)
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
*Just won a quick round of Buckshot Roulette*
He blushes deeper and looks away again
Theren smiles.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I am doing rather well. Good to hear you're doing good, my good friend Jester.*
The issue does look to be internal, though the cause is somewhat unsettling- the majority of her magic is being spent on... something, and it doesn't seem like she's aware of this.
Mavis looks up from her book, waving back, before doing a double take after she notices the giant carcass on his back. "What is that thing?" She asks with equal curiosity and surprise.
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)
*Fantastic, good for you bro.*
She comes back over to give the soup time to cool, sitting in Leo's lap.
Tim looks up to them from the ground, "You're fun."
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.'
*Wonderfully, happy to hear you're doing well.*
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.'
*ye :] *
Leo looks up at her, blushing a beet red.
"I try to be." he says with a tired smile
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(hi Theren)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've battled hard with the face in the mirror
Every scar makes me dig down deeper
Push it 'til there's nothin' more
'Cause I'm stronger than I was before
*Wanna RP?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025 (They still alive, but banished to being a lurker now)
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
*I share the same sentiment, happy to hear you're doing good, take care.*
She holds out a hand to them, her eyes still closed and focused on her magic, looking to get greater look at this and maybe help identify exactly what her magic is being used on.
"Rathalos. Found one while I was exploring the region. I'm not going ta waste any o' this good carcass." He puts it down for a moment, barely sweating as he leans against it, "How're ya doin' Ms.Mavis?"
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.'
(does anyone want to rp)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've battled hard with the face in the mirror
Every scar makes me dig down deeper
Push it 'til there's nothin' more
'Cause I'm stronger than I was before
She puts her hands on the sides of their face, "Honey, you can't keep getting embarrassed, if you want to be a father, we are going to have to do more than me just sitting in your lap." She laughs a bit.
"You're good at it..." He suddenly gets a sad look, but shakes it away.
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 you want to, who do you want?*
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.'
*Uh can I have James, Evan, and someone else?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025 (They still alive, but banished to being a lurker now)
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
His face feels like its heating up from embarrassment. "i-i-i-i know.."
"Whats wrong kiddo?" he says, seeing the look
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She smiles brightly and plants a kiss on their nose, "Good." She puts one hand in their hair.
"Just... thinking about my dad..." He curls up, looking 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.'
*Can't think of anyone else, here's James and Evan.*
James is still recovering from being kidnapped by his family. He's sitting in his room, shirtless, sweating as he thinks about why they would've done that.
Evan is thinking about going to visit their family, sitting in the woods as they contemplate.
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.'
The druid-in-training takes the hand offered to her, seeming a little concerned as she can tell there's something going on. Merabelle can sense the energy being channeled into something frightening- a small presence of concentrated darkness, drifting about amidst her pieces of her soul- a tiny singularity of shadow that is passively taking in more magic and slowly growing. It's not the Seer, thank gods, but it has a vaguely similar nature. Omori doesn't seem to notice it.
"I'm doing alright. Wanted to get away from the chaos around the Inn and relax a bit." She says, gesturing to her book- a beginner's guidebook to tracking various types of monsters. "You?"
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)