She stands up as well, her joints faintly creaking like those of a marionette. "Mostly working on finishing old projects I never completed. Once I'm done I might go and see some friends, show them the new and improved me." She explains.
"I do think there isn't anything I can do to help, but I will be able to continue our work on the Old Blood without risking any... dire effects on myself like last time." He hugs them tightly, his inky body wrapping around them.
She hugs him back with all four arms, being careful with her claws as to not accidentally scratch him. "That sounds lovely. Oh, and we'll probably be able to avoid the worst of the effects in our current state. Maybe that's part of the solution- incorporating Dark Energy into the blood."
"That may just be the right solution we've been looking for, I'll be off to go and try that, and you continue your work, and do stay beautiful while you do." He chuckles as he seems to stretch up to her mask, giving it a peck before pulling back.
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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 stands up as well, her joints faintly creaking like those of a marionette. "Mostly working on finishing old projects I never completed. Once I'm done I might go and see some friends, show them the new and improved me." She explains.
"I do think there isn't anything I can do to help, but I will be able to continue our work on the Old Blood without risking any... dire effects on myself like last time." He hugs them tightly, his inky body wrapping around them.
She hugs him back with all four arms, being careful with her claws as to not accidentally scratch him. "That sounds lovely. Oh, and we'll probably be able to avoid the worst of the effects in our current state. Maybe that's part of the solution- incorporating Dark Energy into the blood."
"That may just be the right solution we've been looking for, I'll be off to go and try that, and you continue your work, and do stay beautiful while you do." He chuckles as he seems to stretch up to her mask, giving it a peck before pulling back.
"Will do." She responds, chuckling as well as her mask shifts to display a heart for a few seconds. She then picks up one incomplete painting off the wall- a view of a sunset from atop the Inn's roof- along with her easel and other painting supplies. "I'll be back soon. Love you." She says, before leaving the warehouse and heading towards the Inn.
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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 stands up as well, her joints faintly creaking like those of a marionette. "Mostly working on finishing old projects I never completed. Once I'm done I might go and see some friends, show them the new and improved me." She explains.
"I do think there isn't anything I can do to help, but I will be able to continue our work on the Old Blood without risking any... dire effects on myself like last time." He hugs them tightly, his inky body wrapping around them.
She hugs him back with all four arms, being careful with her claws as to not accidentally scratch him. "That sounds lovely. Oh, and we'll probably be able to avoid the worst of the effects in our current state. Maybe that's part of the solution- incorporating Dark Energy into the blood."
"That may just be the right solution we've been looking for, I'll be off to go and try that, and you continue your work, and do stay beautiful while you do." He chuckles as he seems to stretch up to her mask, giving it a peck before pulling back.
"Will do." She responds, chuckling as well as her mask shifts to display a heart for a few seconds. She then picks up one incomplete painting off the wall- a view of a sunset from atop the Inn's roof- along with her easel and other painting supplies. "I'll be back soon. Love you." She says, before leaving the warehouse and heading towards the Inn.
*Wonderful end, absolutely perfect. I just wonder what would happen if I were to, hypothetically speaking of course, just kill off Henry.*
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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 stands up as well, her joints faintly creaking like those of a marionette. "Mostly working on finishing old projects I never completed. Once I'm done I might go and see some friends, show them the new and improved me." She explains.
"I do think there isn't anything I can do to help, but I will be able to continue our work on the Old Blood without risking any... dire effects on myself like last time." He hugs them tightly, his inky body wrapping around them.
She hugs him back with all four arms, being careful with her claws as to not accidentally scratch him. "That sounds lovely. Oh, and we'll probably be able to avoid the worst of the effects in our current state. Maybe that's part of the solution- incorporating Dark Energy into the blood."
"That may just be the right solution we've been looking for, I'll be off to go and try that, and you continue your work, and do stay beautiful while you do." He chuckles as he seems to stretch up to her mask, giving it a peck before pulling back.
"Will do." She responds, chuckling as well as her mask shifts to display a heart for a few seconds. She then picks up one incomplete painting off the wall- a view of a sunset from atop the Inn's roof- along with her easel and other painting supplies. "I'll be back soon. Love you." She says, before leaving the warehouse and heading towards the Inn.
*Wonderful end, absolutely perfect. I just wonder what would happen if I were to, hypothetically speaking of course, just kill off Henry.*
*Hypothetically, she'd go on a murderous rampage after whoever was responsible and use them as parts for her constructs- but not before she places his Artefact in the Faceless Fair to gain Dark Energy and hopefully resurrect him. All hypothetical, of course.*
*Would you like to continue with KK and another character? Or perhaps a new interaction entirely?*
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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 stands up as well, her joints faintly creaking like those of a marionette. "Mostly working on finishing old projects I never completed. Once I'm done I might go and see some friends, show them the new and improved me." She explains.
"I do think there isn't anything I can do to help, but I will be able to continue our work on the Old Blood without risking any... dire effects on myself like last time." He hugs them tightly, his inky body wrapping around them.
She hugs him back with all four arms, being careful with her claws as to not accidentally scratch him. "That sounds lovely. Oh, and we'll probably be able to avoid the worst of the effects in our current state. Maybe that's part of the solution- incorporating Dark Energy into the blood."
"That may just be the right solution we've been looking for, I'll be off to go and try that, and you continue your work, and do stay beautiful while you do." He chuckles as he seems to stretch up to her mask, giving it a peck before pulling back.
"Will do." She responds, chuckling as well as her mask shifts to display a heart for a few seconds. She then picks up one incomplete painting off the wall- a view of a sunset from atop the Inn's roof- along with her easel and other painting supplies. "I'll be back soon. Love you." She says, before leaving the warehouse and heading towards the Inn.
*Wonderful end, absolutely perfect. I just wonder what would happen if I were to, hypothetically speaking of course, just kill off Henry.*
*Hypothetically, she'd go on a murderous rampage after whoever was responsible and use them as parts for her constructs- but not before she places his Artefact in the Faceless Fair to gain Dark Energy and hopefully resurrect him. All hypothetical, of course.*
*Would you like to continue with KK and another character? Or perhaps a new interaction entirely?*
*Of course that's simply a hypothetical, and definitely probably might not happen. Of course, if you want to start anew, then sure, but Merabelle might want to meet the new KK.*
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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.'
*Wonderful end, absolutely perfect. I just wonder what would happen if I were to, hypothetically speaking of course, just kill off Henry.*
*Hypothetically, she'd go on a murderous rampage after whoever was responsible and use them as parts for her constructs- but not before she places his Artefact in the Faceless Fair to gain Dark Energy and hopefully resurrect him. All hypothetical, of course.*
*Would you like to continue with KK and another character? Or perhaps a new interaction entirely?*
*Of course that's simply a hypothetical, and definitely probably might not happen. Of course, if you want to start anew, then sure, but Merabelle might want to meet the new KK.*
*That works great with me! Let me paint you a picture...*
The Architect is in her more humanoid form, walking around and looking for one of her friends, excited to show them what 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)
*Wonderful end, absolutely perfect. I just wonder what would happen if I were to, hypothetically speaking of course, just kill off Henry.*
*Hypothetically, she'd go on a murderous rampage after whoever was responsible and use them as parts for her constructs- but not before she places his Artefact in the Faceless Fair to gain Dark Energy and hopefully resurrect him. All hypothetical, of course.*
*Would you like to continue with KK and another character? Or perhaps a new interaction entirely?*
*Of course that's simply a hypothetical, and definitely probably might not happen. Of course, if you want to start anew, then sure, but Merabelle might want to meet the new KK.*
*That works great with me! Let me paint you a picture...*
The Architect is in her more humanoid form, walking around and looking for one of her friends, excited to show them what she's become.
Merabelle finally feels that things may be safe for her kids to come back out. She notices KK, and doesn't recognize her at first, sensing the difference, but feeling that this is her friend.
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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.'
*Wonderful end, absolutely perfect. I just wonder what would happen if I were to, hypothetically speaking of course, just kill off Henry.*
*Hypothetically, she'd go on a murderous rampage after whoever was responsible and use them as parts for her constructs- but not before she places his Artefact in the Faceless Fair to gain Dark Energy and hopefully resurrect him. All hypothetical, of course.*
*Would you like to continue with KK and another character? Or perhaps a new interaction entirely?*
*Of course that's simply a hypothetical, and definitely probably might not happen. Of course, if you want to start anew, then sure, but Merabelle might want to meet the new KK.*
*That works great with me! Let me paint you a picture...*
The Architect is in her more humanoid form, walking around and looking for one of her friends, excited to show them what she's become.
Merabelle finally feels that things may be safe for her kids to come back out. She notices KK, and doesn't recognize her at first, sensing the difference, but feeling that this is her friend.
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?"
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.'
"That may just be the right solution we've been looking for, I'll be off to go and try that, and you continue your work, and do stay beautiful while you do." He chuckles as he seems to stretch up to her mask, giving it a peck before pulling back.
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.)
"Will do." She responds, chuckling as well as her mask shifts to display a heart for a few seconds. She then picks up one incomplete painting off the wall- a view of a sunset from atop the Inn's roof- along with her easel and other painting supplies. "I'll be back soon. Love you." She says, before leaving the warehouse and heading towards the Inn.
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)
*Wonderful end, absolutely perfect. I just wonder what would happen if I were to, hypothetically speaking of course, just kill off Henry.*
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.)
*Hypothetically, she'd go on a murderous rampage after whoever was responsible and use them as parts for her constructs- but not before she places his Artefact in the Faceless Fair to gain Dark Energy and hopefully resurrect him. All hypothetical, of course.*
*Would you like to continue with KK and another character? Or perhaps a new interaction entirely?*
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)
*Of course that's simply a hypothetical, and definitely probably might not happen. Of course, if you want to start anew, then sure, but Merabelle might want to meet the new KK.*
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.)
*That works great with me! Let me paint you a picture...*
The Architect is in her more humanoid form, walking around and looking for one of her friends, excited to show them what 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)
Merabelle finally feels that things may be safe for her kids to come back out. She notices KK, and doesn't recognize her at first, sensing the difference, but feeling that this is her friend.
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 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?"
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 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.
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 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.
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)
"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.
*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.)