He nods, picking them up and walking to the Inn, “I don’t think it’s best you go home… not yet anyway.”
He wraps his arms around them again, sighing just a bit.
She wipes the stain away, “Thank you, dear. Look, our food is coming.”
"Good... idea.." she goes limp
She smiles, holding his arm
"oooh, smells good~" he gets ready to take the food.
He takes them to a room, laying them down and sitting on the chair next to the bed.
He looks down at them, smiling behind his bagged head.
She takes her own food, putting it down in front of her and cracking into it.
She drags him over to her, huffing
"Cozy!" she pats his arm
He does the same. The food is immaculate.
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*[scurries under the door] Hello again, my lovely creatures!*
Omori is at the library in Lord's Point, reading through a book listing nearly every cosmic entity known of by the material plane as she tries to identify what it was that visited her in that strange dream. She can't find anything that resembles what she encountered.
*Heya Yvonne, I’m gone tomorrow, sorry.*
Speaking of cosmic entities, Tim has become something beyond a mortal or star emissary, or even beyond a god of stars themselves, taking the power he was given by his parent and running with it, becoming more and more each day. He sits in the library, star power comes off of him in waves, and he barely resembles who he once was, becoming that tangle of metal, plant matter and flesh just like Helianth as he seeks more and more power whatever way he can.
*Thank you for your patience. You don't need to be sorry, I know that it's circumstances outside our control. Let's make the most of the time we have.*
She first notices the glow of starlight from him, before looking up from her reading material and seeing what he's become. At first she doesn't recognize him... but after a while, she tentatively asks. "...Tim?"
Tim’s eyes, one of the only things that remain the same after his transformation, similar to those of the scourge that haunts Omori’s mind, but not the same. He looks at them, eyes smiling as they speak softly with a voice that echos on its own “Yes, Omori?” He asks, as if he were perfectly normal.
She doesn't seem at all fearful of what he's turned himself into- she is mostly a mixture of curious and concerned. "It's been a while since we've talked... I'm guessing a lot's changed since then." She nervously chuckles before continuing. "How 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)
*[scurries under the door] Hello again, my lovely creatures!*
Omori is at the library in Lord's Point, reading through a book listing nearly every cosmic entity known of by the material plane as she tries to identify what it was that visited her in that strange dream. She can't find anything that resembles what she encountered.
*Heya Yvonne, I’m gone tomorrow, sorry.*
Speaking of cosmic entities, Tim has become something beyond a mortal or star emissary, or even beyond a god of stars themselves, taking the power he was given by his parent and running with it, becoming more and more each day. He sits in the library, star power comes off of him in waves, and he barely resembles who he once was, becoming that tangle of metal, plant matter and flesh just like Helianth as he seeks more and more power whatever way he can.
*Thank you for your patience. You don't need to be sorry, I know that it's circumstances outside our control. Let's make the most of the time we have.*
She first notices the glow of starlight from him, before looking up from her reading material and seeing what he's become. At first she doesn't recognize him... but after a while, she tentatively asks. "...Tim?"
Tim’s eyes, one of the only things that remain the same after his transformation, similar to those of the scourge that haunts Omori’s mind, but not the same. He looks at them, eyes smiling as they speak softly with a voice that echos on its own “Yes, Omori?” He asks, as if he were perfectly normal.
She doesn't seem at all fearful of what he's turned himself into- she is mostly a mixture of curious and concerned. "It's been a while since we've talked... I'm guessing a lot's changed since then." She nervously chuckles before continuing. "How are you?"
The amalgam that vaguely looks like a human, well, in shape at least, looks over to them, making their way over to them as they close their book, “I feel…” He lowers his head, blooming monstrous flowers appearing on his back “I feel bad… I feel like I have to be better… I have to be better. How have you been?”
He nods, picking them up and walking to the Inn, “I don’t think it’s best you go home… not yet anyway.”
He wraps his arms around them again, sighing just a bit.
She wipes the stain away, “Thank you, dear. Look, our food is coming.”
"Good... idea.." she goes limp
She smiles, holding his arm
"oooh, smells good~" he gets ready to take the food.
He takes them to a room, laying them down and sitting on the chair next to the bed.
He looks down at them, smiling behind his bagged head.
She takes her own food, putting it down in front of her and cracking into it.
She drags him over to her, huffing
"Cozy!" she pats his arm
He does the same. The food is immaculate.
He doesn’t attempt to resist, “Oh… sorry.” He leans against them.
“Cozy? Ya don’t mind it too much?” He tilts his head.
She enjoys each moment, taking their hand and squeezing it.
"C'mere, trouble maker." she sighs, biting his neck lovingly
"Nuhuh!" she swings her legs
He squeezes back, finishing rather quickly
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
*Thank you for your patience. You don't need to be sorry, I know that it's circumstances outside our control. Let's make the most of the time we have.*
She first notices the glow of starlight from him, before looking up from her reading material and seeing what he's become. At first she doesn't recognize him... but after a while, she tentatively asks. "...Tim?"
Tim’s eyes, one of the only things that remain the same after his transformation, similar to those of the scourge that haunts Omori’s mind, but not the same. He looks at them, eyes smiling as they speak softly with a voice that echos on its own “Yes, Omori?” He asks, as if he were perfectly normal.
She doesn't seem at all fearful of what he's turned himself into- she is mostly a mixture of curious and concerned. "It's been a while since we've talked... I'm guessing a lot's changed since then." She nervously chuckles before continuing. "How are you?"
The amalgam that vaguely looks like a human, well, in shape at least, looks over to them, making their way over to them as they close their book, “I feel…” He lowers his head, blooming monstrous flowers appearing on his back “I feel bad… I feel like I have to be better… I have to be better. How have you been?”
She seems even more concerned now, for a moment taking a closer look at the aberrant flowers blooming from his back. "I've been... not great either. Something tried to speak with me. It made me sick before... though I can't remember why. I'm trying to find out what it is before it tries to change me again." She looks immensely tired, as if she hadn't been able to sleep for days. "...How did this happen?"
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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)
He nods, picking them up and walking to the Inn, “I don’t think it’s best you go home… not yet anyway.”
He wraps his arms around them again, sighing just a bit.
She wipes the stain away, “Thank you, dear. Look, our food is coming.”
"Good... idea.." she goes limp
She smiles, holding his arm
"oooh, smells good~" he gets ready to take the food.
He takes them to a room, laying them down and sitting on the chair next to the bed.
He looks down at them, smiling behind his bagged head.
She takes her own food, putting it down in front of her and cracking into it.
She drags him over to her, huffing
"Cozy!" she pats his arm
He does the same. The food is immaculate.
He doesn’t attempt to resist, “Oh… sorry.” He leans against them.
“Cozy? Ya don’t mind it too much?” He tilts his head.
She enjoys each moment, taking their hand and squeezing it.
"C'mere, trouble maker." she sighs, biting his neck lovingly
"Nuhuh!" she swings her legs
He squeezes back, finishing rather quickly
He nuzzles against her neck, laughing weakly and kissing their cheek.
He seems confused by it all, “Okay, if ya say so.” He pats their head.
She takes a little more time, though she finishes soon after them.
"Love you.." she says through a yawn
She smiles, giggling. "What Oogie do beside clean and bad stuff?"
"It was exquisit, wasn't it, darling?"
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
*Thank you for your patience. You don't need to be sorry, I know that it's circumstances outside our control. Let's make the most of the time we have.*
She first notices the glow of starlight from him, before looking up from her reading material and seeing what he's become. At first she doesn't recognize him... but after a while, she tentatively asks. "...Tim?"
Tim’s eyes, one of the only things that remain the same after his transformation, similar to those of the scourge that haunts Omori’s mind, but not the same. He looks at them, eyes smiling as they speak softly with a voice that echos on its own “Yes, Omori?” He asks, as if he were perfectly normal.
She doesn't seem at all fearful of what he's turned himself into- she is mostly a mixture of curious and concerned. "It's been a while since we've talked... I'm guessing a lot's changed since then." She nervously chuckles before continuing. "How are you?"
The amalgam that vaguely looks like a human, well, in shape at least, looks over to them, making their way over to them as they close their book, “I feel…” He lowers his head, blooming monstrous flowers appearing on his back “I feel bad… I feel like I have to be better… I have to be better. How have you been?”
She seems even more concerned now, for a moment taking a closer look at the aberrant flowers blooming from his back. "I've been... not great either. Something tried to speak with me. It made me sick before... though I can't remember why. I'm trying to find out what it is before it tries to change me again." She looks immensely tired, as if she hadn't been able to sleep for days. "...How did this happen?"
He holds out a hand, his metal fingertip cutting into their shadowy cheek before they see something burst through their entire being, like an internal explosion of sudden power, though it lasts just a moment “Oh… you should talk to your mom… that’s… I don’t know… but it isn’t good…” He rubs his hands together, shaking visibly “I… Helianth got hurt… I need to be better, I need to be better…”
She doesn't seem at all fearful of what he's turned himself into- she is mostly a mixture of curious and concerned. "It's been a while since we've talked... I'm guessing a lot's changed since then." She nervously chuckles before continuing. "How are you?"
The amalgam that vaguely looks like a human, well, in shape at least, looks over to them, making their way over to them as they close their book, “I feel…” He lowers his head, blooming monstrous flowers appearing on his back “I feel bad… I feel like I have to be better… I have to be better. How have you been?”
She seems even more concerned now, for a moment taking a closer look at the aberrant flowers blooming from his back. "I've been... not great either. Something tried to speak with me. It made me sick before... though I can't remember why. I'm trying to find out what it is before it tries to change me again." She looks immensely tired, as if she hadn't been able to sleep for days. "...How did this happen?"
He holds out a hand, his metal fingertip cutting into their shadowy cheek before they see something burst through their entire being, like an internal explosion of sudden power, though it lasts just a moment “Oh… you should talk to your mom… that’s… I don’t know… but it isn’t good…” He rubs his hands together, shaking visibly “I… Helianth got hurt… I need to be better, I need to be better…”
She staggers back slightly in shock of experiencing that brief moment, his metal claw fully cutting her cheek and drawing inky black blood. "I will soon. Promise." She casts Cure Wounds to quickly mend the cut, before sitting down beside him. "...Well, don't try to push yourself too much. Self-improvement takes time."
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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 drags him over to her, huffing
"Cozy!" she pats his arm
He does the same. The food is immaculate.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
She doesn't seem at all fearful of what he's turned himself into- she is mostly a mixture of curious and concerned. "It's been a while since we've talked... I'm guessing a lot's changed since then." She nervously chuckles before continuing. "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)
He doesn’t attempt to resist, “Oh… sorry.” He leans against them.
“Cozy? Ya don’t mind it too much?” He tilts his head.
She enjoys each moment, taking their hand and squeezing it.
The amalgam that vaguely looks like a human, well, in shape at least, looks over to them, making their way over to them as they close their book, “I feel…” He lowers his head, blooming monstrous flowers appearing on his back “I feel bad… I feel like I have to be better… I have to be better. How have you been?”
"C'mere, trouble maker." she sighs, biting his neck lovingly
"Nuhuh!" she swings her legs
He squeezes back, finishing rather quickly
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
He nuzzles against her neck, laughing weakly and kissing their cheek.
He seems confused by it all, “Okay, if ya say so.” He pats their head.
She takes a little more time, though she finishes soon after them.
She seems even more concerned now, for a moment taking a closer look at the aberrant flowers blooming from his back. "I've been... not great either. Something tried to speak with me. It made me sick before... though I can't remember why. I'm trying to find out what it is before it tries to change me again." She looks immensely tired, as if she hadn't been able to sleep for days. "...How did this happen?"
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)
"Love you.." she says through a yawn
She smiles, giggling. "What Oogie do beside clean and bad stuff?"
"It was exquisit, wasn't it, darling?"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
He holds out a hand, his metal fingertip cutting into their shadowy cheek before they see something burst through their entire being, like an internal explosion of sudden power, though it lasts just a moment “Oh… you should talk to your mom… that’s… I don’t know… but it isn’t good…” He rubs his hands together, shaking visibly “I… Helianth got hurt… I need to be better, I need to be better…”
She staggers back slightly in shock of experiencing that brief moment, his metal claw fully cutting her cheek and drawing inky black blood. "I will soon. Promise." She casts Cure Wounds to quickly mend the cut, before sitting down beside him. "...Well, don't try to push yourself too much. Self-improvement takes time."
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)
*Hi everyone.*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Last day on dnd beyond, I hope it counts.*
*Hey man*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Hey Jobah, real sorry I’ve gtg after today.*
*It’s not your fault. I know how it goes. I had to leave ddb for like a year in 2022. I really hope you come back soon too.*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*So do I, you wanna talk or rp or something dude? Make the most of the time we’ve got?*
*An rp for the road sounds good to me. Are there any characters you want to play specifically?*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*good morning*
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
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*Nope, honestly, whoever goes out, I’ll make it worth it however I can. Do you?*
*Morning buddy.*