She sees Merabelle and walks over, her mask 'smiling' again. She notices that they don't immediately recognize her, but doesn't seem to mind. "Hi, Merabelle." She starts, waving with one of her clawed hands. "It's been a while, hasn't it? How've things been?"
She takes one of their hands, shaking it and hugging them, "Real sorry I missed yer weddin', I was worried 'bout my kids, an' I wasn't gonna let them get hurt. What happened ta ya while I was gone? Somethin' different 'bout ya." She says casually, giving them a tight hug.
She hugs them back, her joints faintly creaking as the Nightmare wraps all its arms around her. "It's all good- no apologies are necessary." She says, before she breaks from the embrace. "After the wedding, we wanted to become the best possible versions of ourselves- and as it turns out, we found a way to do that. One trip to the Beach later, and I'm a Nightmare Lord now." She explains with glee.
"A Nightmare Lord? Good on the both o' ya, I ain't get the meet yer spouse, but based on how yer lookin' things went well fer ya. I'm happy fer ya, I wanted the best ta happen ta ya, and now yer at yer best." She says, pulling back and crossing her arms, analyzing over them again, her eyes watching them closely.
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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 sees Merabelle and walks over, her mask 'smiling' again. She notices that they don't immediately recognize her, but doesn't seem to mind. "Hi, Merabelle." She starts, waving with one of her clawed hands. "It's been a while, hasn't it? How've things been?"
She takes one of their hands, shaking it and hugging them, "Real sorry I missed yer weddin', I was worried 'bout my kids, an' I wasn't gonna let them get hurt. What happened ta ya while I was gone? Somethin' different 'bout ya." She says casually, giving them a tight hug.
She hugs them back, her joints faintly creaking as the Nightmare wraps all its arms around her. "It's all good- no apologies are necessary." She says, before she breaks from the embrace. "After the wedding, we wanted to become the best possible versions of ourselves- and as it turns out, we found a way to do that. One trip to the Beach later, and I'm a Nightmare Lord now." She explains with glee.
"A Nightmare Lord? Good on the both o' ya, I ain't get the meet yer spouse, but based on how yer lookin' things went well fer ya. I'm happy fer ya, I wanted the best ta happen ta ya, and now yer at yer best." She says, pulling back and crossing her arms, analyzing over them again, her eyes watching them closely.
"Thanks- I'm happy for us too. It's certainly an adjustment, but it's been absolutely worth it." She replies. Merabelle can see that there's virtually nothing that remains from KK's old body in this new form- and she can also sense that this isn't her true appearance, her true form folded up and hidden within this smaller shell.
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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)
She sees Merabelle and walks over, her mask 'smiling' again. She notices that they don't immediately recognize her, but doesn't seem to mind. "Hi, Merabelle." She starts, waving with one of her clawed hands. "It's been a while, hasn't it? How've things been?"
She takes one of their hands, shaking it and hugging them, "Real sorry I missed yer weddin', I was worried 'bout my kids, an' I wasn't gonna let them get hurt. What happened ta ya while I was gone? Somethin' different 'bout ya." She says casually, giving them a tight hug.
She hugs them back, her joints faintly creaking as the Nightmare wraps all its arms around her. "It's all good- no apologies are necessary." She says, before she breaks from the embrace. "After the wedding, we wanted to become the best possible versions of ourselves- and as it turns out, we found a way to do that. One trip to the Beach later, and I'm a Nightmare Lord now." She explains with glee.
"A Nightmare Lord? Good on the both o' ya, I ain't get the meet yer spouse, but based on how yer lookin' things went well fer ya. I'm happy fer ya, I wanted the best ta happen ta ya, and now yer at yer best." She says, pulling back and crossing her arms, analyzing over them again, her eyes watching them closely.
"Thanks- I'm happy for us too. It's certainly an adjustment, but it's been absolutely worth it." She replies. Merabelle can see that there's virtually nothing that remains from KK's old body in this new form- and she can also sense that this isn't her true appearance, her true form folded up and hidden within this smaller shell.
"Good ta hear you're so certain o' yerself. I'm just happy fer ya all the way, yer my friend after all. Why're ya hiding yer more true form though?" She bluntly asks, just wanting to know what they really look like, making sure not to pry too deep with her sense.
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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 sees Merabelle and walks over, her mask 'smiling' again. She notices that they don't immediately recognize her, but doesn't seem to mind. "Hi, Merabelle." She starts, waving with one of her clawed hands. "It's been a while, hasn't it? How've things been?"
She takes one of their hands, shaking it and hugging them, "Real sorry I missed yer weddin', I was worried 'bout my kids, an' I wasn't gonna let them get hurt. What happened ta ya while I was gone? Somethin' different 'bout ya." She says casually, giving them a tight hug.
She hugs them back, her joints faintly creaking as the Nightmare wraps all its arms around her. "It's all good- no apologies are necessary." She says, before she breaks from the embrace. "After the wedding, we wanted to become the best possible versions of ourselves- and as it turns out, we found a way to do that. One trip to the Beach later, and I'm a Nightmare Lord now." She explains with glee.
"A Nightmare Lord? Good on the both o' ya, I ain't get the meet yer spouse, but based on how yer lookin' things went well fer ya. I'm happy fer ya, I wanted the best ta happen ta ya, and now yer at yer best." She says, pulling back and crossing her arms, analyzing over them again, her eyes watching them closely.
"Thanks- I'm happy for us too. It's certainly an adjustment, but it's been absolutely worth it." She replies. Merabelle can see that there's virtually nothing that remains from KK's old body in this new form- and she can also sense that this isn't her true appearance, her true form folded up and hidden within this smaller shell.
"Good ta hear you're so certain o' yerself. I'm just happy fer ya all the way, yer my friend after all. Why're ya hiding yer more true form though?" She bluntly asks, just wanting to know what they really look like, making sure not to pry too deep with her sense.
She seems a little surprised, her mask shifting back to its neutral state. "I guess I didn't want to risk startling you or any of my other friends. Seem more approachable, you know? That, and I like actually being able to fit through doorways without folding myself up again."
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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)
She seems a little surprised, her mask shifting back to its neutral state. "I guess I didn't want to risk startling you or any of my other friends. Seem more approachable, you know? That, and I like actually being able to fit through doorways without folding myself up again."
"Ya ain't gonna scare me, but if ya don't want ta show me I ain't gonna make ya." She slaps one of their shoulders, making sure not to hurt them any before patting their head, "I wonder what Stroth an' the others will think o' this new form o' yers."
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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 seems a little surprised, her mask shifting back to its neutral state. "I guess I didn't want to risk startling you or any of my other friends. Seem more approachable, you know? That, and I like actually being able to fit through doorways without folding myself up again."
"Ya ain't gonna scare me, but if ya don't want ta show me I ain't gonna make ya." She slaps one of their shoulders, making sure not to hurt them any before patting their head, "I wonder what Stroth an' the others will think o' this new form o' yers."
"No, I do. Now, let me see..." She steps back a decent bit, before their body seemingly snaps open and the rest of their form unfurls from within amidst a cacophony of what sounds like breaking bones and snapping chitin. A few seconds after, the Architect has returned to her larger, more overtly horrifying many-armed centipede-like form. "What do you think? I'm certain Stroth is going to love this- the others, I'm not so sure."
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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)
She seems a little surprised, her mask shifting back to its neutral state. "I guess I didn't want to risk startling you or any of my other friends. Seem more approachable, you know? That, and I like actually being able to fit through doorways without folding myself up again."
"Ya ain't gonna scare me, but if ya don't want ta show me I ain't gonna make ya." She slaps one of their shoulders, making sure not to hurt them any before patting their head, "I wonder what Stroth an' the others will think o' this new form o' yers."
"No, I do. Now, let me see..." She steps back a decent bit, before their body seemingly snaps open and the rest of their form unfurls from within amidst a cacophony of what sounds like breaking bones and snapping chitin. A few seconds after, the Architect has returned to her larger, more overtly horrifying many-armed centipede-like form. "What do you think? I'm certain Stroth is going to love this- the others, I'm not so sure."
Merabelle can't help but grin "Don't be too worried, most o' us likely knew somethin' like this was gonna end up comin' sooner or later, after all, ya been diggin' inta some strange things fer a real long time. Yer friends ain't gonna abandon ya 'er nothin', don't worry. Ta be honest with ya, I love it myself, though it reminds me o' someone I hate, just a lil bit."
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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.'
*Hey Jester. I had a nightmare about being trapped in TADC except it's a roguelike that you needed to eat other players for sustenance and it took even heavier inspiration from I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*We got Sonic burgers last night, but I just woke up so I'm quite tired. I finally asked my dad if we could arrange a time for me and my sister to go out and get milk tea (she does not like the boba pearls) and poke bowls.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She seems a little surprised, her mask shifting back to its neutral state. "I guess I didn't want to risk startling you or any of my other friends. Seem more approachable, you know? That, and I like actually being able to fit through doorways without folding myself up again."
"Ya ain't gonna scare me, but if ya don't want ta show me I ain't gonna make ya." She slaps one of their shoulders, making sure not to hurt them any before patting their head, "I wonder what Stroth an' the others will think o' this new form o' yers."
"No, I do. Now, let me see..." She steps back a decent bit, before their body seemingly snaps open and the rest of their form unfurls from within amidst a cacophony of what sounds like breaking bones and snapping chitin. A few seconds after, the Architect has returned to her larger, more overtly horrifying many-armed centipede-like form. "What do you think? I'm certain Stroth is going to love this- the others, I'm not so sure."
Merabelle can't help but grin "Don't be too worried, most o' us likely knew somethin' like this was gonna end up comin' sooner or later, after all, ya been diggin' inta some strange things fer a real long time. Yer friends ain't gonna abandon ya 'er nothin', don't worry. Ta be honest with ya, I love it myself, though it reminds me o' someone I hate, just a lil bit."
"I'm not worried about anyone abandoning me- I just don't want to frighten them." She responds. "I suppose something like this was inevitable- it's kinda been my goal since the start, though I can't place a reason as to why. Not that I need a reason." She adds, not lingering on the thought any more, simply happy to be this terrifying abomination she's become.
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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)
*Hey Jester. I had a nightmare about being trapped in TADC except it's a roguelike that you needed to eat other players for sustenance and it took even heavier inspiration from I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream.*
*That sounds very interesting actually, hmm. Though it doesn't sound like a pleasant nightmare to take part in.*
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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'm not worried about anyone abandoning me- I just don't want to frighten them." She responds. "I suppose something like this was inevitable- it's kinda been my goal since the start, though I can't place a reason as to why. Not that I need a reason." She adds, not lingering on the thought any more, simply happy to be this terrifying abomination she's become.
"Either way, ya ain't gonna frighten none o' yer friends. Don't worry 'bout that, sweetheart. Well I better get ta movin', the kids need lunch an' Omori's likely blood thirsty, so momma's goin' fer a hunt." She smiles at them with all her sharp teeth before running off into the forest to get some killing done.
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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'm not worried about anyone abandoning me- I just don't want to frighten them." She responds. "I suppose something like this was inevitable- it's kinda been my goal since the start, though I can't place a reason as to why. Not that I need a reason." She adds, not lingering on the thought any more, simply happy to be this terrifying abomination she's become.
"Either way, ya ain't gonna frighten none o' yer friends. Don't worry 'bout that, sweetheart. Well I better get ta movin', the kids need lunch an' Omori's likely blood thirsty, so momma's goin' fer a hunt." She smiles at them with all her sharp teeth before running off into the forest to get some killing done.
"Happy hunting! Good luck!" She calls out to them before they disappear into the forest. She's about to fold back up into her humanoid form and wander off, but stops- now that she thinks of it, she's feeling somewhat bloodthirsty herself. With a sickening snap, her body twists to where her 'ribcage' of arms faces the sky. The arms making up those ribs each turn into long, insect-like legs that lift the abomination up, and from the mouths of the skulls which are now in front of her emerge shadowy, scythe-like claws. Her mask turns upside down, and from the now-lower third of it, various mandibles dripping with venom unfold. The Architect screeches before darting into the forest in the opposite direction Merabelle went, looking for prey.
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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'm not worried about anyone abandoning me- I just don't want to frighten them." She responds. "I suppose something like this was inevitable- it's kinda been my goal since the start, though I can't place a reason as to why. Not that I need a reason." She adds, not lingering on the thought any more, simply happy to be this terrifying abomination she's become.
"Either way, ya ain't gonna frighten none o' yer friends. Don't worry 'bout that, sweetheart. Well I better get ta movin', the kids need lunch an' Omori's likely blood thirsty, so momma's goin' fer a hunt." She smiles at them with all her sharp teeth before running off into the forest to get some killing done.
"Happy hunting! Good luck!" She calls out to them before they disappear into the forest. She's about to fold back up into her humanoid form and wander off, but stops- now that she thinks of it, she's feeling somewhat bloodthirsty herself. With a sickening snap, her body twists to where her 'ribcage' of arms faces the sky. The arms making up those ribs each turn into long, insect-like legs that lift the abomination up, and from the mouths of the skulls which are now in front of her emerge shadowy, scythe-like claws. Her mask turns upside down, and from the now-lower third of it, various mandibles dripping with venom unfold. The Architect screeches before darting into the forest in the opposite direction Merabelle went, looking for prey.
*Good end, wonderful end actually.*
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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.'
"A Nightmare Lord? Good on the both o' ya, I ain't get the meet yer spouse, but based on how yer lookin' things went well fer ya. I'm happy fer ya, I wanted the best ta happen ta ya, and now yer at yer best." She says, pulling back and crossing her arms, analyzing over them again, her eyes watching them closely.
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.)
"Thanks- I'm happy for us too. It's certainly an adjustment, but it's been absolutely worth it." She replies. Merabelle can see that there's virtually nothing that remains from KK's old body in this new form- and she can also sense that this isn't her true appearance, her true form folded up and hidden within this smaller shell.
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)
"Good ta hear you're so certain o' yerself. I'm just happy fer ya all the way, yer my friend after all. Why're ya hiding yer more true form though?" She bluntly asks, just wanting to know what they really look like, making sure not to pry too deep with her sense.
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.)
She seems a little surprised, her mask shifting back to its neutral state. "I guess I didn't want to risk startling you or any of my other friends. Seem more approachable, you know? That, and I like actually being able to fit through doorways without folding myself up again."
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)
"Ya ain't gonna scare me, but if ya don't want ta show me I ain't gonna make ya." She slaps one of their shoulders, making sure not to hurt them any before patting their head, "I wonder what Stroth an' the others will think o' this new form o' yers."
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.)
*Lauve*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Hello Baalze, buddy.*
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.)
"No, I do. Now, let me see..." She steps back a decent bit, before their body seemingly snaps open and the rest of their form unfurls from within amidst a cacophony of what sounds like breaking bones and snapping chitin. A few seconds after, the Architect has returned to her larger, more overtly horrifying many-armed centipede-like form. "What do you think? I'm certain Stroth is going to love this- the others, I'm not so sure."
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)
*Hey, bro! How are 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)
Merabelle can't help but grin "Don't be too worried, most o' us likely knew somethin' like this was gonna end up comin' sooner or later, after all, ya been diggin' inta some strange things fer a real long time. Yer friends ain't gonna abandon ya 'er nothin', don't worry. Ta be honest with ya, I love it myself, though it reminds me o' someone I hate, just a lil bit."
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.)
*Hey Jester. I had a nightmare about being trapped in TADC except it's a roguelike that you needed to eat other players for sustenance and it took even heavier inspiration from I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*We got Sonic burgers last night, but I just woke up so I'm quite tired. I finally asked my dad if we could arrange a time for me and my sister to go out and get milk tea (she does not like the boba pearls) and poke bowls.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I'm not worried about anyone abandoning me- I just don't want to frighten them." She responds. "I suppose something like this was inevitable- it's kinda been my goal since the start, though I can't place a reason as to why. Not that I need a reason." She adds, not lingering on the thought any more, simply happy to be this terrifying abomination she's become.
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)
*That sounds very interesting actually, hmm. Though it doesn't sound like a pleasant nightmare to take part in.*
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.)
"Either way, ya ain't gonna frighten none o' yer friends. Don't worry 'bout that, sweetheart. Well I better get ta movin', the kids need lunch an' Omori's likely blood thirsty, so momma's goin' fer a hunt." She smiles at them with all her sharp teeth before running off into the forest to get some killing done.
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.)
"Happy hunting! Good luck!" She calls out to them before they disappear into the forest. She's about to fold back up into her humanoid form and wander off, but stops- now that she thinks of it, she's feeling somewhat bloodthirsty herself. With a sickening snap, her body twists to where her 'ribcage' of arms faces the sky. The arms making up those ribs each turn into long, insect-like legs that lift the abomination up, and from the mouths of the skulls which are now in front of her emerge shadowy, scythe-like claws. Her mask turns upside down, and from the now-lower third of it, various mandibles dripping with venom unfold. The Architect screeches before darting into the forest in the opposite direction Merabelle went, looking for prey.
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)
*Henlo :3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Good end, wonderful end actually.*
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 have been summoned once again. Would anyone amongst thou like to rp?*
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 am still here as I once was before, if you are interested in rping with me at all.*
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.)