*Does anyone want to rp, I can assume not, but I may be wrong.*
*Wendi?*
*Hey there, sorry, I had to drive home.*
*Eh, no need to be sorry for having to do something. Wanna rp?*
*Course! Who you want?*
*I mean, whoever you feel like playing, do you want anyone?*
*I have no preference tbh, I'll take whoever.*
*Uhhhhhh here I guess.*
Grimes is looking for getting himself a home, considering he still doesn't have one. He doesn't have much money, but he does have a dream of having a home.
Merabelle is sitting in her recliner at the orphanage, pondering her relationship with Edwin, and everything she has had to deal with recently.
The Herald appears beside him, wearing a mask that looks a lot like a bug:s face made of black metal. He bows to them and chuckles "Hello."
Edwin seems to be helping Stroth build some sort of large metal sphere these days. His electrical engineering studies coming in handy.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She approaches slightly, her mask shifting to its smiling expression. "You've grown quite a bit stronger, by the looks of it." She starts, taking one of his clawed gauntlet hands with two of her own. "I'm guessing your research had a breakthrough?"
It hugs him back, two of its wretched arms gently wrapping around him, being careful about their thorns. It doesn't say anything else right now, just comforting its son.
His own replicates the expression, taking the hands happily "Still not as powerful as you, dear. I have made quite a little progress, my malleable form allows me to do quite a bit, though so far I have only been able to mimic other shapes."
He pulls back, looking up at them, "... Helianth? Do you think I'll ever stop missing what my family was like?"
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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.'
The Herald appears beside him, wearing a mask that looks a lot like a bug:s face made of black metal. He bows to them and chuckles "Hello."
Edwin seems to be helping Stroth build some sort of large metal sphere these days. His electrical engineering studies coming in handy.
He sighs, having missed the feeling of knowing they can be right behind him at any given time, hugging them, "Ah... I'm so happy yer back."
She walks out of the orphanage to watch them, unwittingly frowning just a little bit. She doesn't know what to do, and that scares her more than most things.
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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.'
The Herald appears beside him, wearing a mask that looks a lot like a bug:s face made of black metal. He bows to them and chuckles "Hello."
Edwin seems to be helping Stroth build some sort of large metal sphere these days. His electrical engineering studies coming in handy.
He sighs, having missed the feeling of knowing they can be right behind him at any given time, hugging them, "Ah... I'm so happy yer back."
She walks out of the orphanage to watch them, unwittingly frowning just a little bit. She doesn't know what to do, and that scares her more than most things.
He chuckles and hugs them back "I am glad I am able to see you. Gets tiresome when you can only watch through the puddles of darkness." He sighs.
He pulls away from the machine, a grin on his face. It's clear he hasn't slept for days now, the dark circles under his eyes nearly a shade darker than his skin.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The Herald appears beside him, wearing a mask that looks a lot like a bug:s face made of black metal. He bows to them and chuckles "Hello."
Edwin seems to be helping Stroth build some sort of large metal sphere these days. His electrical engineering studies coming in handy.
He sighs, having missed the feeling of knowing they can be right behind him at any given time, hugging them, "Ah... I'm so happy yer back."
She walks out of the orphanage to watch them, unwittingly frowning just a little bit. She doesn't know what to do, and that scares her more than most things.
He chuckles and hugs them back "I am glad I am able to see you. Gets tiresome when you can only watch through the puddles of darkness." He sighs.
He pulls away from the machine, a grin on his face. It's clear he hasn't slept for days now, the dark circles under his eyes nearly a shade darker than his skin.
He eventually pulls back, "I've been lookin' fer a place ta stay, I ain't found one yet, but now that yer back, I'll probably be able ta get somethin'." He kisses their mask, happily.
She walks over, waving to Stroth before pulling Edwin aside, "Sweetheart, why haven't ya been sleepin'?" She asks, her voice firm enough to let them know she's not much asking.
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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 approaches slightly, her mask shifting to its smiling expression. "You've grown quite a bit stronger, by the looks of it." She starts, taking one of his clawed gauntlet hands with two of her own. "I'm guessing your research had a breakthrough?"
It hugs him back, two of its wretched arms gently wrapping around him, being careful about their thorns. It doesn't say anything else right now, just comforting its son.
His own replicates the expression, taking the hands happily "Still not as powerful as you, dear. I have made quite a little progress, my malleable form allows me to do quite a bit, though so far I have only been able to mimic other shapes."
He pulls back, looking up at them, "... Helianth? Do you think I'll ever stop missing what my family was like?"
"Incredible... You've already figured out so much. You'll be a Nightmare Lord of your own soon enough- I just know it." She responds, so proud of him. "I figured out something as well, though it's not nearly as impressive." Her mask shudders for a moment, before splitting in half, revealing her true 'face' underneath, her shining green 'eyes' visible.
It thinks for a moment. "I don't think anyone stops missing what things are like before. The feeling grows easier to manage with time, and it gets easier to live with, but it doesn't disappear entirely, no."
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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)
The Herald appears beside him, wearing a mask that looks a lot like a bug:s face made of black metal. He bows to them and chuckles "Hello."
Edwin seems to be helping Stroth build some sort of large metal sphere these days. His electrical engineering studies coming in handy.
He sighs, having missed the feeling of knowing they can be right behind him at any given time, hugging them, "Ah... I'm so happy yer back."
She walks out of the orphanage to watch them, unwittingly frowning just a little bit. She doesn't know what to do, and that scares her more than most things.
He chuckles and hugs them back "I am glad I am able to see you. Gets tiresome when you can only watch through the puddles of darkness." He sighs.
He pulls away from the machine, a grin on his face. It's clear he hasn't slept for days now, the dark circles under his eyes nearly a shade darker than his skin.
He eventually pulls back, "I've been lookin' fer a place ta stay, I ain't found one yet, but now that yer back, I'll probably be able ta get somethin'." He kisses their mask, happily.
She walks over, waving to Stroth before pulling Edwin aside, "Sweetheart, why haven't ya been sleepin'?" She asks, her voice firm enough to let them know she's not much asking.
They muzzle against him and chuckles "I have a whole place in the void. You could live there if you wish."
He blinks, fixing his bad eye and putting it back into place. "Mera!!" He giggles and hugs her. Stroth folds his arms and shakes his head "Can we knock him out. He refuses to sleep."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She approaches slightly, her mask shifting to its smiling expression. "You've grown quite a bit stronger, by the looks of it." She starts, taking one of his clawed gauntlet hands with two of her own. "I'm guessing your research had a breakthrough?"
It hugs him back, two of its wretched arms gently wrapping around him, being careful about their thorns. It doesn't say anything else right now, just comforting its son.
His own replicates the expression, taking the hands happily "Still not as powerful as you, dear. I have made quite a little progress, my malleable form allows me to do quite a bit, though so far I have only been able to mimic other shapes."
He pulls back, looking up at them, "... Helianth? Do you think I'll ever stop missing what my family was like?"
"Incredible... You've already figured out so much. You'll be a Nightmare Lord of your own soon enough- I just know it." She responds, so proud of him. "I figured out something as well, though it's not nearly as impressive." Her mask shudders for a moment, before splitting in half, revealing her true 'face' underneath, her shining green 'eyes' visible.
It thinks for a moment. "I don't think anyone stops missing what things are like before. The feeling grows easier to manage with time, and it gets easier to live with, but it doesn't disappear entirely, no."
He shifts back to his 'true form', looking up at them as his face shifts, his teeth shifting to become more straight, though the rows of them do not change, "Such a beauty you are, my love. I could never hope to replicate that, I love you."
He nods along with them, wiping a tear away from his face, "At least I have a new parent... a better one... I love you Helianth."
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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.'
The Herald appears beside him, wearing a mask that looks a lot like a bug:s face made of black metal. He bows to them and chuckles "Hello."
Edwin seems to be helping Stroth build some sort of large metal sphere these days. His electrical engineering studies coming in handy.
He sighs, having missed the feeling of knowing they can be right behind him at any given time, hugging them, "Ah... I'm so happy yer back."
She walks out of the orphanage to watch them, unwittingly frowning just a little bit. She doesn't know what to do, and that scares her more than most things.
He chuckles and hugs them back "I am glad I am able to see you. Gets tiresome when you can only watch through the puddles of darkness." He sighs.
He pulls away from the machine, a grin on his face. It's clear he hasn't slept for days now, the dark circles under his eyes nearly a shade darker than his skin.
He eventually pulls back, "I've been lookin' fer a place ta stay, I ain't found one yet, but now that yer back, I'll probably be able ta get somethin'." He kisses their mask, happily.
She walks over, waving to Stroth before pulling Edwin aside, "Sweetheart, why haven't ya been sleepin'?" She asks, her voice firm enough to let them know she's not much asking.
They muzzle against him and chuckles "I have a whole place in the void. You could live there if you wish."
He blinks, fixing his bad eye and putting it back into place. "Mera!!" He giggles and hugs her. Stroth folds his arms and shakes his head "Can we knock him out. He refuses to sleep."
"I... never thought o' that... do ya want me ta live there with ya?" He asks, thinking about how much he wants that.
She nods, and pushes him away, "I ain't huggin' ya till ya get some sleep, much less anythin' else." She says, holding them outside of arms reach, looking disappointed at them.
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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.'
His own replicates the expression, taking the hands happily "Still not as powerful as you, dear. I have made quite a little progress, my malleable form allows me to do quite a bit, though so far I have only been able to mimic other shapes."
He pulls back, looking up at them, "... Helianth? Do you think I'll ever stop missing what my family was like?"
"Incredible... You've already figured out so much. You'll be a Nightmare Lord of your own soon enough- I just know it." She responds, so proud of him. "I figured out something as well, though it's not nearly as impressive." Her mask shudders for a moment, before splitting in half, revealing her true 'face' underneath, her shining green 'eyes' visible.
It thinks for a moment. "I don't think anyone stops missing what things are like before. The feeling grows easier to manage with time, and it gets easier to live with, but it doesn't disappear entirely, no."
He shifts back to his 'true form', looking up at them as his face shifts, his teeth shifting to become more straight, though the rows of them do not change, "Such a beauty you are, my love. I could never hope to replicate that, I love you."
He nods along with them, wiping a tear away from his face, "At least I have a new parent... a better one... I love you Helianth."
Her mask snaps shut, before shifting to display a heart. "I'm certain you could- you're just as beautiful as I am, if not even more so." She folds back up into her more humanoid form, walking over towards him and gently 'kissing' him with her mask. "I love you too."
"I love you too, son." It responds, looking back at him with a proud expression- or at least, as much an expression as a faceless eldritch sunflower can make.
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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)
Her mask snaps shut, before shifting to display a heart. "I'm certain you could- you're just as beautiful as I am, if not even more so." She folds back up into her more humanoid form, walking over towards him and gently 'kissing' him with her mask. "I love you too."
"I love you too, son." It responds, looking back at him with a proud expression- or at least, as much an expression as a faceless eldritch sunflower can make.
As they kiss, a bit of his tar seems to stick to their mask, before slinking into one of the slots and being absorbed into them, giving as close a sensation as can be reached to that of two lips making contact, "How has work on the fair been going, my beloved?"
They smile brightly back at them, before sitting back in his chair. He opens his book, beginning to write some more spells, new symbols never seen before, thinking.
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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.'
Her mask snaps shut, before shifting to display a heart. "I'm certain you could- you're just as beautiful as I am, if not even more so." She folds back up into her more humanoid form, walking over towards him and gently 'kissing' him with her mask. "I love you too."
"I love you too, son." It responds, looking back at him with a proud expression- or at least, as much an expression as a faceless eldritch sunflower can make.
As they kiss, a bit of his tar seems to stick to their mask, before slinking into one of the slots and being absorbed into them, giving as close a sensation as can be reached to that of two lips making contact, "How has work on the fair been going, my beloved?"
They smile brightly back at them, before sitting back in his chair. He opens his book, beginning to write some more spells, new symbols never seen before, thinking.
"It's been going well- the extra districts are almost ready, save for their respective constructs. The incubation chamber is fully constructed and ready to start creating more Nightmares, and I've stared work on the Nursery and the complex underneath the Fair." She explains eagerly, visibly happy that her plan is coming together.
It watches over his shoulder as he writes. "Such intricate sigils... whatever are you working on?" It asks, curiously looking at his writings.
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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)
Her mask snaps shut, before shifting to display a heart. "I'm certain you could- you're just as beautiful as I am, if not even more so." She folds back up into her more humanoid form, walking over towards him and gently 'kissing' him with her mask. "I love you too."
"I love you too, son." It responds, looking back at him with a proud expression- or at least, as much an expression as a faceless eldritch sunflower can make.
As they kiss, a bit of his tar seems to stick to their mask, before slinking into one of the slots and being absorbed into them, giving as close a sensation as can be reached to that of two lips making contact, "How has work on the fair been going, my beloved?"
They smile brightly back at them, before sitting back in his chair. He opens his book, beginning to write some more spells, new symbols never seen before, thinking.
"It's been going well- the extra districts are almost ready, save for their respective constructs. The incubation chamber is fully constructed and ready to start creating more Nightmares, and I've stared work on the Nursery and the complex underneath the Fair." She explains eagerly, visibly happy that her plan is coming together.
It watches over his shoulder as he writes. "Such intricate sigils... whatever are you working on?" It asks, curiously looking at his writings.
“Huh, I never expected myself to be a father, much less in this way, if I had told myself past self this is where my life would’ve ended up, I would’ve thought I had become one of the beasts.” He laughs a little bit, smiling at them, happy at what they’ve accomplished “I’ve got the most ingenious wife to ever exist.”
They are indecipherable, even to a genius like Helianth. He’s lost in concentration, unable to reply to them as he works.
"It's been going well- the extra districts are almost ready, save for their respective constructs. The incubation chamber is fully constructed and ready to start creating more Nightmares, and I've stared work on the Nursery and the complex underneath the Fair." She explains eagerly, visibly happy that her plan is coming together.
It watches over his shoulder as he writes. "Such intricate sigils... whatever are you working on?" It asks, curiously looking at his writings.
“Huh, I never expected myself to be a father, much less in this way, if I had told myself past self this is where my life would’ve ended up, I would’ve thought I had become one of the beasts.” He laughs a little bit, smiling at them, happy at what they’ve accomplished “I’ve got the most ingenious wife to ever exist.”
They are indecipherable, even to a genius like Helianth. He’s lost in concentration, unable to reply to them as he works.
She laughs as well, her mask 'smiling'. "This is quite the departure from what I first expected as well. If I told my past self that this is what'd be waiting for her, she'd probably go insane... oh wait, that'd end up happening either way." She laughs a bit more.
It watches him work with great interest, taking a few notes based on his writings to decipher later. This is leagues beyond even its research.
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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)
"It's been going well- the extra districts are almost ready, save for their respective constructs. The incubation chamber is fully constructed and ready to start creating more Nightmares, and I've stared work on the Nursery and the complex underneath the Fair." She explains eagerly, visibly happy that her plan is coming together.
It watches over his shoulder as he writes. "Such intricate sigils... whatever are you working on?" It asks, curiously looking at his writings.
“Huh, I never expected myself to be a father, much less in this way, if I had told myself past self this is where my life would’ve ended up, I would’ve thought I had become one of the beasts.” He laughs a little bit, smiling at them, happy at what they’ve accomplished “I’ve got the most ingenious wife to ever exist.”
They are indecipherable, even to a genius like Helianth. He’s lost in concentration, unable to reply to them as he works.
She laughs as well, her mask 'smiling'. "This is quite the departure from what I first expected as well. If I told my past self that this is what'd be waiting for her, she'd probably go insane... oh wait, that'd end up happening either way." She laughs a bit more.
It watches him work with great interest, taking a few notes based on his writings to decipher later. This is leagues beyond even its research.
The Herald appears beside him, wearing a mask that looks a lot like a bug:s face made of black metal. He bows to them and chuckles "Hello."
Edwin seems to be helping Stroth build some sort of large metal sphere these days. His electrical engineering studies coming in handy.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
His own replicates the expression, taking the hands happily "Still not as powerful as you, dear. I have made quite a little progress, my malleable form allows me to do quite a bit, though so far I have only been able to mimic other shapes."
He pulls back, looking up at them, "... Helianth? Do you think I'll ever stop missing what my family was like?"
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.)
(hi wendo)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
He sighs, having missed the feeling of knowing they can be right behind him at any given time, hugging them, "Ah... I'm so happy yer back."
She walks out of the orphanage to watch them, unwittingly frowning just a little bit. She doesn't know what to do, and that scares her more than most things.
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.)
He chuckles and hugs them back "I am glad I am able to see you. Gets tiresome when you can only watch through the puddles of darkness." He sighs.
He pulls away from the machine, a grin on his face. It's clear he hasn't slept for days now, the dark circles under his eyes nearly a shade darker than his skin.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He eventually pulls back, "I've been lookin' fer a place ta stay, I ain't found one yet, but now that yer back, I'll probably be able ta get somethin'." He kisses their mask, happily.
She walks over, waving to Stroth before pulling Edwin aside, "Sweetheart, why haven't ya been sleepin'?" She asks, her voice firm enough to let them know she's not much asking.
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.)
"Incredible... You've already figured out so much. You'll be a Nightmare Lord of your own soon enough- I just know it." She responds, so proud of him. "I figured out something as well, though it's not nearly as impressive." Her mask shudders for a moment, before splitting in half, revealing her true 'face' underneath, her shining green 'eyes' visible.
It thinks for a moment. "I don't think anyone stops missing what things are like before. The feeling grows easier to manage with time, and it gets easier to live with, but it doesn't disappear entirely, no."
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)
They muzzle against him and chuckles "I have a whole place in the void. You could live there if you wish."
He blinks, fixing his bad eye and putting it back into place. "Mera!!" He giggles and hugs her. Stroth folds his arms and shakes his head "Can we knock him out. He refuses to sleep."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He shifts back to his 'true form', looking up at them as his face shifts, his teeth shifting to become more straight, though the rows of them do not change, "Such a beauty you are, my love. I could never hope to replicate that, I love you."
He nods along with them, wiping a tear away from his face, "At least I have a new parent... a better one... I love you Helianth."
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... never thought o' that... do ya want me ta live there with ya?" He asks, thinking about how much he wants that.
She nods, and pushes him away, "I ain't huggin' ya till ya get some sleep, much less anythin' else." She says, holding them outside of arms reach, looking disappointed at them.
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.)
Her mask snaps shut, before shifting to display a heart. "I'm certain you could- you're just as beautiful as I am, if not even more so." She folds back up into her more humanoid form, walking over towards him and gently 'kissing' him with her mask. "I love you too."
"I love you too, son." It responds, looking back at him with a proud expression- or at least, as much an expression as a faceless eldritch sunflower can make.
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)
As they kiss, a bit of his tar seems to stick to their mask, before slinking into one of the slots and being absorbed into them, giving as close a sensation as can be reached to that of two lips making contact, "How has work on the fair been going, my beloved?"
They smile brightly back at them, before sitting back in his chair. He opens his book, beginning to write some more spells, new symbols never seen before, thinking.
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.)
*anyone wanna rp?*
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"It's been going well- the extra districts are almost ready, save for their respective constructs. The incubation chamber is fully constructed and ready to start creating more Nightmares, and I've stared work on the Nursery and the complex underneath the Fair." She explains eagerly, visibly happy that her plan is coming together.
It watches over his shoulder as he writes. "Such intricate sigils... whatever are you working on?" It asks, curiously looking at his writings.
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)
“Huh, I never expected myself to be a father, much less in this way, if I had told myself past self this is where my life would’ve ended up, I would’ve thought I had become one of the beasts.” He laughs a little bit, smiling at them, happy at what they’ve accomplished “I’ve got the most ingenious wife to ever exist.”
They are indecipherable, even to a genius like Helianth. He’s lost in concentration, unable to reply to them as he works.
Drilin is at the market, wandering about
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She laughs as well, her mask 'smiling'. "This is quite the departure from what I first expected as well. If I told my past self that this is what'd be waiting for her, she'd probably go insane... oh wait, that'd end up happening either way." She laughs a bit more.
It watches him work with great interest, taking a few notes based on his writings to decipher later. This is leagues beyond even its research.
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)
*Gtg eat dinner and shower and stuff. Sorry.*
*[implodes]*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(hello my friend)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire