She thinks for a moment. "Let's start with just one- a single egg should take less than a day to hatch- and see if we want to make more." She answers. The corners of a second, unnaturally wide smile can be seen peeking out from behind the edges of her mask.
"Yeah, that's okay." She responds, picking up the potted plant from the ground. "I think I'm also going to go now- find this little one a spot where it can stay happy and healthy. Was nice talking with you, Thorfinn. See you around." And with that, she picks up the rest of her gardening tools and walks back towards town.
He nods, "I like the sound of that." Once they reach the restaurant, opening the door for them, being the gentleman he attempts to often be, "I hope things are as we hope they will be."
He nods, walking off to go back to the Fleet ship, happy for them, but angry at himself, running off at full speed, waving goodbye to them with a sigh. (That's a fine end.)
"I hope that's the case as well." She responds, thanking him for holding the door for her, finding the small table they sat at last time. The only other customer here seems to visibly tense up when they enter, desperately hoping not to draw the attention of the two utterly terrifying entities that just walked in.
*Yeah, that's a good spot to end. You want anyone else?*
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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 thinks for a moment. "Let's start with just one- a single egg should take less than a day to hatch- and see if we want to make more." She answers. The corners of a second, unnaturally wide smile can be seen peeking out from behind the edges of her mask.
"Yeah, that's okay." She responds, picking up the potted plant from the ground. "I think I'm also going to go now- find this little one a spot where it can stay happy and healthy. Was nice talking with you, Thorfinn. See you around." And with that, she picks up the rest of her gardening tools and walks back towards town.
He nods, "I like the sound of that." Once they reach the restaurant, opening the door for them, being the gentleman he attempts to often be, "I hope things are as we hope they will be."
He nods, walking off to go back to the Fleet ship, happy for them, but angry at himself, running off at full speed, waving goodbye to them with a sigh. (That's a fine end.)
"I hope that's the case as well." She responds, thanking him for holding the door for her, finding the small table they sat at last time. The only other customer here seems to visibly tense up when they enter, desperately hoping not to draw the attention of the two utterly terrifying entities that just walked in.
*Yeah, that's a good spot to end. You want anyone else?*
*I'm not quite sure, but do you want to add anyone else?*
He seems at the other customer, which is an absolutely terrible thing to witness, knowing such a monstrosity has its eyes on you. He sits down across from his wife, "What would you like to have?"
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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 hope that's the case as well." She responds, thanking him for holding the door for her, finding the small table they sat at last time. The only other customer here seems to visibly tense up when they enter, desperately hoping not to draw the attention of the two utterly terrifying entities that just walked in.
*Yeah, that's a good spot to end. You want anyone else?*
*I'm not quite sure, but do you want to add anyone else?*
He seems at the other customer, which is an absolutely terrible thing to witness, knowing such a monstrosity has its eyes on you. He sits down across from his wife, "What would you like to have?"
*Sure, why not? Let's see...*
She thinks for a second before deciding. "I think I might have the scallops again. They were wonderful last time. What are you having?"
Omori is preparing to attempt something big- she's set up a circle of runes around her staff, which is planted into the earth at its center. The young druid is currently preparing to channel magic into the circle, though the ritual's purpose is unclear.
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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 hope that's the case as well." She responds, thanking him for holding the door for her, finding the small table they sat at last time. The only other customer here seems to visibly tense up when they enter, desperately hoping not to draw the attention of the two utterly terrifying entities that just walked in.
*Yeah, that's a good spot to end. You want anyone else?*
*I'm not quite sure, but do you want to add anyone else?*
He seems at the other customer, which is an absolutely terrible thing to witness, knowing such a monstrosity has its eyes on you. He sits down across from his wife, "What would you like to have?"
*Sure, why not? Let's see...*
She thinks for a second before deciding. "I think I might have the scallops again. They were wonderful last time. What are you having?"
Omori is preparing to attempt something big- she's set up a circle of runes around her staff, which is planted into the earth at its center. The young druid is currently preparing to channel magic into the circle, though the ritual's purpose is unclear.
He thinks for a moment, tapping the table with a finger, "I think I may try something new, it does say they capture the lobster here, so I may as well see how it tastes. I will pay this time, if that's okay."
A rush of wind blows past them, and suddenly Top is sitting down nearby, watching them. He doesn't seem to be wearing his usual jacket, but that isn't important, considering the bones in both of his arms seem to be shattered.
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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 hope that's the case as well." She responds, thanking him for holding the door for her, finding the small table they sat at last time. The only other customer here seems to visibly tense up when they enter, desperately hoping not to draw the attention of the two utterly terrifying entities that just walked in.
*Yeah, that's a good spot to end. You want anyone else?*
*I'm not quite sure, but do you want to add anyone else?*
He seems at the other customer, which is an absolutely terrible thing to witness, knowing such a monstrosity has its eyes on you. He sits down across from his wife, "What would you like to have?"
*Sure, why not? Let's see...*
She thinks for a second before deciding. "I think I might have the scallops again. They were wonderful last time. What are you having?"
Omori is preparing to attempt something big- she's set up a circle of runes around her staff, which is planted into the earth at its center. The young druid is currently preparing to channel magic into the circle, though the ritual's purpose is unclear.
He thinks for a moment, tapping the table with a finger, "I think I may try something new, it does say they capture the lobster here, so I may as well see how it tastes. I will pay this time, if that's okay."
A rush of wind blows past them, and suddenly Top is sitting down nearby, watching them. He doesn't seem to be wearing his usual jacket, but that isn't important, considering the bones in both of his arms seem to be shattered.
"That does sound interesting- oh, and sure, it's okay." She responds, some of her eyes looking out the window at the nearby street.
She walks over to him, seeming worried. "Hey, Top." She starts, casting Cure Wounds if he allows (7 HP restored). "What happened?"
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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)
"That does sound interesting- oh, and sure, it's okay." She responds, some of her eyes looking out the window at the nearby street.
She walks over to him, seeming worried. "Hey, Top." She starts, casting Cure Wounds if he allows (12 HP restored). "What happened?"
He hums to himself while he waits for their meal, thinking about something, but remaining silent as his legs sway underneath him.
He does allow them to, looking to them "You don't have to do that, just another mission gone wrong." His arms particularly snap back into place.
She remains quiet for a while as well, a pair of radio antennae extending from somewhere behind her mask and picking up a signal to listen to music only she can hear. "What'cha thinking about?" She asks curiously.
"I'm sorry that happened." She simply responds, seeming relieved now that his arms aren't broken.
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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)
"That does sound interesting- oh, and sure, it's okay." She responds, some of her eyes looking out the window at the nearby street.
She walks over to him, seeming worried. "Hey, Top." She starts, casting Cure Wounds if he allows (12 HP restored). "What happened?"
He hums to himself while he waits for their meal, thinking about something, but remaining silent as his legs sway underneath him.
He does allow them to, looking to them "You don't have to do that, just another mission gone wrong." His arms particularly snap back into place.
She remains quiet for a while as well, a pair of radio antennae extending from somewhere behind her mask and picking up a signal to listen to music only she can hear. "What'cha thinking about?" She asks curiously.
"I'm sorry that happened." She simply responds, seeming relieved now that his arms aren't broken.
"Nothing important, just the possibility of our future. I must ask, how long do you think we will live for, dear?" He asks, looking back to them, holding out a hand for them.
"Don't be sorry, you were there, it's fine, what are you doing?" He asks, smiling at them, taking his hands out of his pockets.
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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 does sound interesting- oh, and sure, it's okay." She responds, some of her eyes looking out the window at the nearby street.
She walks over to him, seeming worried. "Hey, Top." She starts, casting Cure Wounds if he allows (12 HP restored). "What happened?"
He hums to himself while he waits for their meal, thinking about something, but remaining silent as his legs sway underneath him.
He does allow them to, looking to them "You don't have to do that, just another mission gone wrong." His arms particularly snap back into place.
She remains quiet for a while as well, a pair of radio antennae extending from somewhere behind her mask and picking up a signal to listen to music only she can hear. "What'cha thinking about?" She asks curiously.
"I'm sorry that happened." She simply responds, seeming relieved now that his arms aren't broken.
"Nothing important, just the possibility of our future. I must ask, how long do you think we will live for, dear?" He asks, looking back to them, holding out a hand for them.
"Don't be sorry, you were there, it's fine, what are you doing?" He asks, smiling at them, taking his hands out of his pockets.
She takes his hand with two of her own. "I don't quite know. If one of us dies, we can be revived with our Artefacts- the Fair collects enough energy to make that easy- so... theoretically, forever."
"I'm going to try communicating with the stars." She answers nonchalantly, smiling as well as she goes back to the circle, checking to make sure all the sigils are correct.
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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 takes his hand with two of her own. "I don't quite know. If one of us dies, we can be revived with our Artefacts- the Fair collects enough energy to make that easy- so... theoretically, forever."
"I'm going to try communicating with the stars." She answers nonchalantly, smiling as well as she goes back to the circle, checking to make sure all the sigils are correct.
He rubs the back of one of their hands, nodding along with their words, "Hmm, but do you want to live forever, dear?" He asks, casual about such a serious question, "I'm not sure about it myself."
He raises an eyebrow "The stars you say? Galaxy, hmm." He walks over to the circle to help.
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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 takes his hand with two of her own. "I don't quite know. If one of us dies, we can be revived with our Artefacts- the Fair collects enough energy to make that easy- so... theoretically, forever."
"I'm going to try communicating with the stars." She answers nonchalantly, smiling as well as she goes back to the circle, checking to make sure all the sigils are correct.
He rubs the back of one of their hands, nodding along with their words, "Hmm, but do you want to live forever, dear?" He asks, casual about such a serious question, "I'm not sure about it myself."
He raises an eyebrow "The stars you say? Galaxy, hmm." He walks over to the circle to help.
"Honestly?... yeah, I think I do." She answers, also casual about such a serious answer.
"Yep! They're a major source of my magic, and I'm curious to see if they have anything to say." She explains, double-checking that everything's in the right place before sitting on one side of the circle, preparing herself.
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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 takes his hand with two of her own. "I don't quite know. If one of us dies, we can be revived with our Artefacts- the Fair collects enough energy to make that easy- so... theoretically, forever."
"I'm going to try communicating with the stars." She answers nonchalantly, smiling as well as she goes back to the circle, checking to make sure all the sigils are correct.
He rubs the back of one of their hands, nodding along with their words, "Hmm, but do you want to live forever, dear?" He asks, casual about such a serious question, "I'm not sure about it myself."
He raises an eyebrow "The stars you say? Galaxy, hmm." He walks over to the circle to help.
"Honestly?... yeah, I think I do." She answers, also casual about such a serious answer.
"Yep! They're a major source of my magic, and I'm curious to see if they have anything to say." She explains, double-checking that everything's in the right place before sitting on one side of the circle, preparing herself.
He leans his head against his other hand, thinking for another moment before sighing "Okay, then so will I. We shall live for eternity together."
He stands outside, taking his hands out of his pockets, "May I... join you?" He asks, looking down at the circle and thinking about something "I don't get to spend time with you often, and this would be... an interesting experience."
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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 takes his hand with two of her own. "I don't quite know. If one of us dies, we can be revived with our Artefacts- the Fair collects enough energy to make that easy- so... theoretically, forever."
"I'm going to try communicating with the stars." She answers nonchalantly, smiling as well as she goes back to the circle, checking to make sure all the sigils are correct.
He rubs the back of one of their hands, nodding along with their words, "Hmm, but do you want to live forever, dear?" He asks, casual about such a serious question, "I'm not sure about it myself."
He raises an eyebrow "The stars you say? Galaxy, hmm." He walks over to the circle to help.
"Honestly?... yeah, I think I do." She answers, also casual about such a serious answer.
"Yep! They're a major source of my magic, and I'm curious to see if they have anything to say." She explains, double-checking that everything's in the right place before sitting on one side of the circle, preparing herself.
He leans his head against his other hand, thinking for another moment before sighing "Okay, then so will I. We shall live for eternity together."
He stands outside, taking his hands out of his pockets, "May I... join you?" He asks, looking down at the circle and thinking about something "I don't get to spend time with you often, and this would be... an interesting experience."
"An eternity together... I can't imagine anything better." Her mask shifts to display a symbol of a heart.
"Sure!" She gestures to the grass beside her. "It'll be awesome- I'm certain of it."
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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)
"An eternity together... I can't imagine anything better." Her mask shifts to display a symbol of a heart.
"Sure!" She gestures to the grass beside her. "It'll be awesome- I'm certain of it."
He laughs warmly "You flatter me, my darling. I hope I don't begin to bore you after a hundred thousand years together."
He walks over and sits crosslegged next to them, "I hope so. What do I need to do? Hold your hand or something?"
She laughs a bit as well. "You needn't worry about that- that's impossible." She responds.
"No, you just need to be touching the circle once the spell starts. Speaking of which..." She places a hand on the circle and begins to channel magic into it. The runes faintly begin to glow with a dim, barely-noticeable, but persistent light.
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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)
"An eternity together... I can't imagine anything better." Her mask shifts to display a symbol of a heart.
"Sure!" She gestures to the grass beside her. "It'll be awesome- I'm certain of it."
He laughs warmly "You flatter me, my darling. I hope I don't begin to bore you after a hundred thousand years together."
He walks over and sits crosslegged next to them, "I hope so. What do I need to do? Hold your hand or something?"
She laughs a bit as well. "You needn't worry about that- that's impossible." She responds.
"No, you just need to be touching the circle once the spell starts. Speaking of which..." She places a hand on the circle and begins to channel magic into it. The runes faintly begin to glow with a dim, barely-noticeable, but persistent light.
"We will have to see, won't we? Just a family of immortal nightmares, what a wonderful thought." Their food soon arrives later, Henry thanking the terrified server.
He nods, closing his eyes as he waits for something to happen, he's never been a guy who knew much of anything about magic, but it's good to learn where he can, and Omori's a great teacher.
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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 laughs a bit as well. "You needn't worry about that- that's impossible." She responds.
"No, you just need to be touching the circle once the spell starts. Speaking of which..." She places a hand on the circle and begins to channel magic into it. The runes faintly begin to glow with a dim, barely-noticeable, but persistent light.
"We will have to see, won't we? Just a family of immortal nightmares, what a wonderful thought." Their food soon arrives later, Henry thanking the terrified server.
He nods, closing his eyes as he waits for something to happen, he's never been a guy who knew much of anything about magic, but it's good to learn where he can, and Omori's a great teacher.
"That sounds absolutely perfect indeed." She thanks the trembling server as well. "You know, my old body used to have a shellfish allergy. Strangely enough, now it's my favorite food of all. Funny how things change with time, isn't it?" She sticks a scallop with her fork, her mask splitting into a vertical maw that eats it in a single bite.
It takes a long while for anything more to happen, the little shadow still imbuing the circle with magic until... they hear something. Something from far, far away- it carries no sound, and yet it appears in their minds regardless. There are no words, and yet it is perfectly understood.
"WHO ARE 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)
*I'm almost ready with the hero that Felix will summon. He's a gummy (plasmoid) Gourmomancer rockstar wizard who was originally in charge of both teaching and feeding the kids at a one-classroom school. In his old days, he was a walking natural disaster. Now?*
*...*
*Anyway, I just need to fill out his character traits.*
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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 laughs a bit as well. "You needn't worry about that- that's impossible." She responds.
"No, you just need to be touching the circle once the spell starts. Speaking of which..." She places a hand on the circle and begins to channel magic into it. The runes faintly begin to glow with a dim, barely-noticeable, but persistent light.
"We will have to see, won't we? Just a family of immortal nightmares, what a wonderful thought." Their food soon arrives later, Henry thanking the terrified server.
He nods, closing his eyes as he waits for something to happen, he's never been a guy who knew much of anything about magic, but it's good to learn where he can, and Omori's a great teacher.
"That sounds absolutely perfect indeed." She thanks the trembling server as well. "You know, my old body used to have a shellfish allergy. Strangely enough, now it's my favorite food of all. Funny how things change with time, isn't it?" She sticks a scallop with her fork, her mask splitting into a vertical maw that eats it in a single bite.
It takes a long while for anything more to happen, the little shadow still imbuing the circle with magic until... they hear something. Something from far, far away- it carries no sound, and yet it appears in their minds regardless. There are no words, and yet it is perfectly understood.
"WHO ARE YOU"
He cracks the shell of the lobster, putting a hand on the cracks as the oily tar begins to sink into the meat, causing something to happen, though it's hard to tell, all KK can see is that if the lobster was alive before, it certainly isn't now. "How curious, irony certainly has a way of making things interesting. What a beautiful mouth you have, my love."
He opens his eyes, looking around before realizing where the voice had some from, thinking for a moment before nodding "Top Spark, and this Omori. You are?"
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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 hope that's the case as well." She responds, thanking him for holding the door for her, finding the small table they sat at last time. The only other customer here seems to visibly tense up when they enter, desperately hoping not to draw the attention of the two utterly terrifying entities that just walked in.
*Yeah, that's a good spot to end. You want anyone else?*
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 quite sure, but do you want to add anyone else?*
He seems at the other customer, which is an absolutely terrible thing to witness, knowing such a monstrosity has its eyes on you. He sits down across from his wife, "What would you like to have?"
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.)
*Sure, why not? Let's see...*
She thinks for a second before deciding. "I think I might have the scallops again. They were wonderful last time. What are you having?"
Omori is preparing to attempt something big- she's set up a circle of runes around her staff, which is planted into the earth at its center. The young druid is currently preparing to channel magic into the circle, though the ritual's purpose is unclear.
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)
He thinks for a moment, tapping the table with a finger, "I think I may try something new, it does say they capture the lobster here, so I may as well see how it tastes. I will pay this time, if that's okay."
A rush of wind blows past them, and suddenly Top is sitting down nearby, watching them. He doesn't seem to be wearing his usual jacket, but that isn't important, considering the bones in both of his arms seem to be shattered.
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 does sound interesting- oh, and sure, it's okay." She responds, some of her eyes looking out the window at the nearby street.
She walks over to him, seeming worried. "Hey, Top." She starts, casting Cure Wounds if he allows (7 HP restored). "What happened?"
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)
*cynophobia cult forever*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
He hums to himself while he waits for their meal, thinking about something, but remaining silent as his legs sway underneath him.
He does allow them to, looking to them "You don't have to do that, just another mission gone wrong." His arms particularly snap back into place.
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 remains quiet for a while as well, a pair of radio antennae extending from somewhere behind her mask and picking up a signal to listen to music only she can hear. "What'cha thinking about?" She asks curiously.
"I'm sorry that happened." She simply responds, seeming relieved now that his arms aren't broken.
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)
"Nothing important, just the possibility of our future. I must ask, how long do you think we will live for, dear?" He asks, looking back to them, holding out a hand for them.
"Don't be sorry, you were there, it's fine, what are you doing?" He asks, smiling at them, taking his hands out of his pockets.
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 takes his hand with two of her own. "I don't quite know. If one of us dies, we can be revived with our Artefacts- the Fair collects enough energy to make that easy- so... theoretically, forever."
"I'm going to try communicating with the stars." She answers nonchalantly, smiling as well as she goes back to the circle, checking to make sure all the sigils are correct.
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)
He rubs the back of one of their hands, nodding along with their words, "Hmm, but do you want to live forever, dear?" He asks, casual about such a serious question, "I'm not sure about it myself."
He raises an eyebrow "The stars you say? Galaxy, hmm." He walks over to the circle to help.
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.)
"Honestly?... yeah, I think I do." She answers, also casual about such a serious answer.
"Yep! They're a major source of my magic, and I'm curious to see if they have anything to say." She explains, double-checking that everything's in the right place before sitting on one side of the circle, preparing 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)
He leans his head against his other hand, thinking for another moment before sighing "Okay, then so will I. We shall live for eternity together."
He stands outside, taking his hands out of his pockets, "May I... join you?" He asks, looking down at the circle and thinking about something "I don't get to spend time with you often, and this would be... an interesting experience."
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.)
"An eternity together... I can't imagine anything better." Her mask shifts to display a symbol of a heart.
"Sure!" She gestures to the grass beside her. "It'll be awesome- I'm certain of it."
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)
He laughs warmly "You flatter me, my darling. I hope I don't begin to bore you after a hundred thousand years together."
He walks over and sits crosslegged next to them, "I hope so. What do I need to do? Hold your hand or something?"
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 laughs a bit as well. "You needn't worry about that- that's impossible." She responds.
"No, you just need to be touching the circle once the spell starts. Speaking of which..." She places a hand on the circle and begins to channel magic into it. The runes faintly begin to glow with a dim, barely-noticeable, but persistent light.
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)
"We will have to see, won't we? Just a family of immortal nightmares, what a wonderful thought." Their food soon arrives later, Henry thanking the terrified server.
He nods, closing his eyes as he waits for something to happen, he's never been a guy who knew much of anything about magic, but it's good to learn where he can, and Omori's a great teacher.
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 sounds absolutely perfect indeed." She thanks the trembling server as well. "You know, my old body used to have a shellfish allergy. Strangely enough, now it's my favorite food of all. Funny how things change with time, isn't it?" She sticks a scallop with her fork, her mask splitting into a vertical maw that eats it in a single bite.
It takes a long while for anything more to happen, the little shadow still imbuing the circle with magic until... they hear something. Something from far, far away- it carries no sound, and yet it appears in their minds regardless. There are no words, and yet it is perfectly understood.
"WHO 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)
*I'm almost ready with the hero that Felix will summon. He's a gummy (plasmoid) Gourmomancer rockstar wizard who was originally in charge of both teaching and feeding the kids at a one-classroom school. In his old days, he was a walking natural disaster. Now?*
*...*
*Anyway, I just need to fill out his character traits.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He cracks the shell of the lobster, putting a hand on the cracks as the oily tar begins to sink into the meat, causing something to happen, though it's hard to tell, all KK can see is that if the lobster was alive before, it certainly isn't now. "How curious, irony certainly has a way of making things interesting. What a beautiful mouth you have, my love."
He opens his eyes, looking around before realizing where the voice had some from, thinking for a moment before nodding "Top Spark, and this Omori. You are?"
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.)