Edith the Fairy Godmother is sat atop the roof of an abandoned, rat infested home, having magically conjured a glass of wine for herself while she looks into a crystal ball floating before here.
A young man walks by the house and looks at it.
She notices him from up above, throwing the crystal ball behind her (it vanishes in a puff of smoke) and standing up on the ledge, staring down at him.
He sees her, “Hello.”
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” She jumps down, her descent slowed by a magical force. She lands atop a fencepost, so that her shorter fork is eye level with him. In one hand, she has a silver wand with a five-pointed star at the end, decorated with black and gold flourishes, and in the other, she has a wine glass.
“I’m Sertislun.” As she gets closer it becomes obvious his aura isn’t magic, but technological.
“Edith. Edith Perte, Fairy Godmother extraordinaire!” she jumps up, floating in the air for a second, before landing back down. “You an artificer?”
“No I’m not.”
“Mm. What are ya then? Wait, lemme guess! A warforged? Ooh, a NECROMATON? I haven’t met a Necromaton in ages!”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Edith the Fairy Godmother is sat atop the roof of an abandoned, rat infested home, having magically conjured a glass of wine for herself while she looks into a crystal ball floating before here.
Desto, the immortal, creeps up behind her, watching her.
She notices the sound of his footsteps and turns around, grasping her wand threateningly. The crystal ball disappears.
“Relax. It’s just me. I wanted to see what you were doing, since you’re basically one of the only friends I have around these parts.”
“Friends?” She giggles. “You have really low standards.”
“I know. I should probably find some.”
“Man, I honestly thought you hated my guts last time we talked! I was prepared to turn you into a frog or something.” She skip-floats around him, twirling her wand in her hand.
“Eh. I thought about what you said. It makes sense. And could you please stop skipping? It hurts my eyes.”
She stops, rolling her eyes. “I actually have a spell that specifically makes your eyes hurt! Wanna see it?”
“Uh, no. Although… I wouldn’t mind it if you did it on someone else…”
“Oooooooooooooooh, you have an enemy?… or do you just want me to torture a random person?”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Edith the Fairy Godmother is sat atop the roof of an abandoned, rat infested home, having magically conjured a glass of wine for herself while she looks into a crystal ball floating before here.
A young man walks by the house and looks at it.
She notices him from up above, throwing the crystal ball behind her (it vanishes in a puff of smoke) and standing up on the ledge, staring down at him.
He sees her, “Hello.”
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” She jumps down, her descent slowed by a magical force. She lands atop a fencepost, so that her shorter fork is eye level with him. In one hand, she has a silver wand with a five-pointed star at the end, decorated with black and gold flourishes, and in the other, she has a wine glass.
“I’m Sertislun.” As she gets closer it becomes obvious his aura isn’t magic, but technological.
“Edith. Edith Perte, Fairy Godmother extraordinaire!” she jumps up, floating in the air for a second, before landing back down. “You an artificer?”
“No I’m not.”
“Mm. What are ya then? Wait, lemme guess! A warforged? Ooh, a NECROMATON? I haven’t met a Necromaton in ages!”
“No, Im a experiment used for nanotechnology tests, I escaped a lab.”
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Edith the Fairy Godmother is sat atop the roof of an abandoned, rat infested home, having magically conjured a glass of wine for herself while she looks into a crystal ball floating before here.
Desto, the immortal, creeps up behind her, watching her.
She notices the sound of his footsteps and turns around, grasping her wand threateningly. The crystal ball disappears.
“Relax. It’s just me. I wanted to see what you were doing, since you’re basically one of the only friends I have around these parts.”
“Friends?” She giggles. “You have really low standards.”
“I know. I should probably find some.”
“Man, I honestly thought you hated my guts last time we talked! I was prepared to turn you into a frog or something.” She skip-floats around him, twirling her wand in her hand.
“Eh. I thought about what you said. It makes sense. And could you please stop skipping? It hurts my eyes.”
She stops, rolling her eyes. “I actually have a spell that specifically makes your eyes hurt! Wanna see it?”
“Uh, no. Although… I wouldn’t mind it if you did it on someone else…”
“Oooooooooooooooh, you have an enemy?… or do you just want me to torture a random person?”
“Second one. Actually wait-my friends used to tell me that I shouldn’t torture random people that I don’t know… but eh. It’ll be fun. That’s all that matters.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Edith the Fairy Godmother is sat atop the roof of an abandoned, rat infested home, having magically conjured a glass of wine for herself while she looks into a crystal ball floating before here.
A young man walks by the house and looks at it.
She notices him from up above, throwing the crystal ball behind her (it vanishes in a puff of smoke) and standing up on the ledge, staring down at him.
He sees her, “Hello.”
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” She jumps down, her descent slowed by a magical force. She lands atop a fencepost, so that her shorter fork is eye level with him. In one hand, she has a silver wand with a five-pointed star at the end, decorated with black and gold flourishes, and in the other, she has a wine glass.
“I’m Sertislun.” As she gets closer it becomes obvious his aura isn’t magic, but technological.
“Edith. Edith Perte, Fairy Godmother extraordinaire!” she jumps up, floating in the air for a second, before landing back down. “You an artificer?”
“No I’m not.”
“Mm. What are ya then? Wait, lemme guess! A warforged? Ooh, a NECROMATON? I haven’t met a Necromaton in ages!”
“No, Im a experiment used for nanotechnology tests, I escaped a lab.”
“Ooh, how interesting!… what’d they do to you?” She leans in closer, intrigued.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Edith the Fairy Godmother is sat atop the roof of an abandoned, rat infested home, having magically conjured a glass of wine for herself while she looks into a crystal ball floating before here.
Desto, the immortal, creeps up behind her, watching her.
She notices the sound of his footsteps and turns around, grasping her wand threateningly. The crystal ball disappears.
“Relax. It’s just me. I wanted to see what you were doing, since you’re basically one of the only friends I have around these parts.”
“Friends?” She giggles. “You have really low standards.”
“I know. I should probably find some.”
“Man, I honestly thought you hated my guts last time we talked! I was prepared to turn you into a frog or something.” She skip-floats around him, twirling her wand in her hand.
“Eh. I thought about what you said. It makes sense. And could you please stop skipping? It hurts my eyes.”
She stops, rolling her eyes. “I actually have a spell that specifically makes your eyes hurt! Wanna see it?”
“Uh, no. Although… I wouldn’t mind it if you did it on someone else…”
“Oooooooooooooooh, you have an enemy?… or do you just want me to torture a random person?”
“Second one. Actually wait-my friends used to tell me that I shouldn’t torture random people that I don’t know… but eh. It’ll be fun. That’s all that matters.”
“Wow!” She exclaims, standing on the ledge of the building. “You are a really bad person.” She looks to a person passing by, waving her wand. Their form is assaulted with dozens of scintillating colors highlight his form and make him glow. He screams in fright, running off. She waves her wand again, and the effect ends.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Edith the Fairy Godmother is sat atop the roof of an abandoned, rat infested home, having magically conjured a glass of wine for herself while she looks into a crystal ball floating before here.
A young man walks by the house and looks at it.
She notices him from up above, throwing the crystal ball behind her (it vanishes in a puff of smoke) and standing up on the ledge, staring down at him.
He sees her, “Hello.”
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” She jumps down, her descent slowed by a magical force. She lands atop a fencepost, so that her shorter fork is eye level with him. In one hand, she has a silver wand with a five-pointed star at the end, decorated with black and gold flourishes, and in the other, she has a wine glass.
“I’m Sertislun.” As she gets closer it becomes obvious his aura isn’t magic, but technological.
“Edith. Edith Perte, Fairy Godmother extraordinaire!” she jumps up, floating in the air for a second, before landing back down. “You an artificer?”
“No I’m not.”
“Mm. What are ya then? Wait, lemme guess! A warforged? Ooh, a NECROMATON? I haven’t met a Necromaton in ages!”
“No, Im a experiment used for nanotechnology tests, I escaped a lab.”
“Ooh, how interesting!… what’d they do to you?” She leans in closer, intrigued.
“Injected me with an even more advanced form of nanobots. Now I can use them for almost any purpose.”
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Edith the Fairy Godmother is sat atop the roof of an abandoned, rat infested home, having magically conjured a glass of wine for herself while she looks into a crystal ball floating before here.
A young man walks by the house and looks at it.
She notices him from up above, throwing the crystal ball behind her (it vanishes in a puff of smoke) and standing up on the ledge, staring down at him.
He sees her, “Hello.”
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” She jumps down, her descent slowed by a magical force. She lands atop a fencepost, so that her shorter fork is eye level with him. In one hand, she has a silver wand with a five-pointed star at the end, decorated with black and gold flourishes, and in the other, she has a wine glass.
“I’m Sertislun.” As she gets closer it becomes obvious his aura isn’t magic, but technological.
“Edith. Edith Perte, Fairy Godmother extraordinaire!” she jumps up, floating in the air for a second, before landing back down. “You an artificer?”
“No I’m not.”
“Mm. What are ya then? Wait, lemme guess! A warforged? Ooh, a NECROMATON? I haven’t met a Necromaton in ages!”
“No, Im a experiment used for nanotechnology tests, I escaped a lab.”
“Ooh, how interesting!… what’d they do to you?” She leans in closer, intrigued.
“Injected me with an even more advanced form of nanobots. Now I can use them for almost any purpose.”
“I see… two questions. Did it hurt? And secondly, purposes such as what? Gimme some examples, hon.”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Edith the Fairy Godmother is sat atop the roof of an abandoned, rat infested home, having magically conjured a glass of wine for herself while she looks into a crystal ball floating before here.
Desto, the immortal, creeps up behind her, watching her.
She notices the sound of his footsteps and turns around, grasping her wand threateningly. The crystal ball disappears.
“Relax. It’s just me. I wanted to see what you were doing, since you’re basically one of the only friends I have around these parts.”
“Friends?” She giggles. “You have really low standards.”
“I know. I should probably find some.”
“Man, I honestly thought you hated my guts last time we talked! I was prepared to turn you into a frog or something.” She skip-floats around him, twirling her wand in her hand.
“Eh. I thought about what you said. It makes sense. And could you please stop skipping? It hurts my eyes.”
She stops, rolling her eyes. “I actually have a spell that specifically makes your eyes hurt! Wanna see it?”
“Uh, no. Although… I wouldn’t mind it if you did it on someone else…”
“Oooooooooooooooh, you have an enemy?… or do you just want me to torture a random person?”
“Second one. Actually wait-my friends used to tell me that I shouldn’t torture random people that I don’t know… but eh. It’ll be fun. That’s all that matters.”
“Wow!” She exclaims, standing on the ledge of the building. “You are a really bad person.” She looks to a person passing by, waving her wand. Their form is assaulted with dozens of scintillating colors highlight his form and make him glow. He screams in fright, running off. She waves her wand again, and the effect ends.
“No, just interested in what people do when they suffer. That’s probably why my husband left me. I’ve decided that he did leave me.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Edith the Fairy Godmother is sat atop the roof of an abandoned, rat infested home, having magically conjured a glass of wine for herself while she looks into a crystal ball floating before here.
A young man walks by the house and looks at it.
She notices him from up above, throwing the crystal ball behind her (it vanishes in a puff of smoke) and standing up on the ledge, staring down at him.
He sees her, “Hello.”
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” She jumps down, her descent slowed by a magical force. She lands atop a fencepost, so that her shorter fork is eye level with him. In one hand, she has a silver wand with a five-pointed star at the end, decorated with black and gold flourishes, and in the other, she has a wine glass.
“I’m Sertislun.” As she gets closer it becomes obvious his aura isn’t magic, but technological.
“Edith. Edith Perte, Fairy Godmother extraordinaire!” she jumps up, floating in the air for a second, before landing back down. “You an artificer?”
“No I’m not.”
“Mm. What are ya then? Wait, lemme guess! A warforged? Ooh, a NECROMATON? I haven’t met a Necromaton in ages!”
“No, Im a experiment used for nanotechnology tests, I escaped a lab.”
“Ooh, how interesting!… what’d they do to you?” She leans in closer, intrigued.
“Injected me with an even more advanced form of nanobots. Now I can use them for almost any purpose.”
“I see… two questions. Did it hurt? And secondly, purposes such as what? Gimme some examples, hon.”
“I don’t know. I was unconscious when it was done, and I can change my hand to almost anything, create a powerful suit and have the nanobots give me nutrients so I don’t need to eat. They can mimic sleep’s effects well I’m awake so I don’t need to sleep either.”
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
she’s silent for a second, her eyes full of… contemplation.
she summons a glass of wine and offers it to him. “I’m not the type of person you should be taking advice from, but… er… how does that make ya feel, hon?”She sits down next to him. She takes out the locket she had used to capture the corpse’s years before, flicking it open and taking a look inside. There’s a picture of somewhere there, this Time. A young Elven woman, with golden hair and freckled skin, a smile on her face.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
she’s silent for a second, her eyes full of… contemplation.
she summons a glass of wine and offers it to him. “I’m not the type of person you should be taking advice from, but… er… how does that make ya feel, hon?”She sits down next to him. She takes out the locket she had used to capture the corpse’s years before, flicking it open and taking a look inside. There’s a picture of somewhere there, this Time. A young Elven woman, with golden hair and freckled skin, a smile on her face.
“Terrible. Really makes me think about what I’ve done. I used to be horrible when I was a god. Sent down storms to destroy towns and all. Just because it was my nature. I wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. So I didn’t stop.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
she’s silent for a second, her eyes full of… contemplation.
she summons a glass of wine and offers it to him. “I’m not the type of person you should be taking advice from, but… er… how does that make ya feel, hon?”She sits down next to him. She takes out the locket she had used to capture the corpse’s years before, flicking it open and taking a look inside. There’s a picture of somewhere there, this Time. A young Elven woman, with golden hair and freckled skin, a smile on her face.
“Terrible. Really makes me think about what I’ve done. I used to be horrible when I was a god. Sent down storms to destroy towns and all. Just because it was my nature. I wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. So I didn’t stop.”
“Yeah-… well, it’s good that that you’re realizing that now, at least. If you don’t acknowledge the past, you’re doomed to repeat it.” She suddenly gags. “Eugh… I’m usually not even this-… corny with my godchildren. Curse my fricken’ Golden heart…” she pauses, looking to him. “I-… Fairy godmothers have, in the most literal way possible, hearts of gold. And supposedly metaphorically too-. But it’s freaking sappy and just… so sweet it’s hard to watch. I’d much rather have a heart that is cold and dead.”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
she’s silent for a second, her eyes full of… contemplation.
she summons a glass of wine and offers it to him. “I’m not the type of person you should be taking advice from, but… er… how does that make ya feel, hon?”She sits down next to him. She takes out the locket she had used to capture the corpse’s years before, flicking it open and taking a look inside. There’s a picture of somewhere there, this Time. A young Elven woman, with golden hair and freckled skin, a smile on her face.
“Terrible. Really makes me think about what I’ve done. I used to be horrible when I was a god. Sent down storms to destroy towns and all. Just because it was my nature. I wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. So I didn’t stop.”
“Yeah-… well, it’s good that that you’re realizing that now, at least. If you don’t acknowledge the past, you’re doomed to repeat it.” She suddenly gags. “Eugh… I’m usually not even this-… corny with my godchildren. Curse my fricken’ Golden heart…” she pauses, looking to him. “I-… Fairy godmothers have, in the most literal way possible, hearts of gold. And supposedly metaphorically too-. But it’s freaking sappy and just… so sweet it’s hard to watch. I’d much rather have a heart that is cold and dead.”
“It seems like you do have a heart that is cold and dead. And a stomach for alcohol.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
“Mm. What are ya then? Wait, lemme guess! A warforged? Ooh, a NECROMATON? I haven’t met a Necromaton in ages!”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“Oooooooooooooooh, you have an enemy?… or do you just want me to torture a random person?”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“No, Im a experiment used for nanotechnology tests, I escaped a lab.”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Second one. Actually wait-my friends used to tell me that I shouldn’t torture random people that I don’t know… but eh. It’ll be fun. That’s all that matters.”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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“Ooh, how interesting!… what’d they do to you?” She leans in closer, intrigued.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“Wow!” She exclaims, standing on the ledge of the building. “You are a really bad person.” She looks to a person passing by, waving her wand. Their form is assaulted with dozens of scintillating colors highlight his form and make him glow. He screams in fright, running off. She waves her wand again, and the effect ends.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“Injected me with an even more advanced form of nanobots. Now I can use them for almost any purpose.”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“I see… two questions. Did it hurt? And secondly, purposes such as what? Gimme some examples, hon.”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“No, just interested in what people do when they suffer. That’s probably why my husband left me. I’ve decided that he did leave me.”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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“I don’t know. I was unconscious when it was done, and I can change my hand to almost anything, create a powerful suit and have the nanobots give me nutrients so I don’t need to eat. They can mimic sleep’s effects well I’m awake so I don’t need to sleep either.”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
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*cut with Banan.*
she’s silent for a second, her eyes full of… contemplation.
she summons a glass of wine and offers it to him. “I’m not the type of person you should be taking advice from, but… er… how does that make ya feel, hon?” She sits down next to him. She takes out the locket she had used to capture the corpse’s years before, flicking it open and taking a look inside. There’s a picture of somewhere there, this Time. A young Elven woman, with golden hair and freckled skin, a smile on her face.
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“Really? How interesting. That doesn’t seem to have any detriments, does it?…”
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“Terrible. Really makes me think about what I’ve done. I used to be horrible when I was a god. Sent down storms to destroy towns and all. Just because it was my nature. I wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. So I didn’t stop.”
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“No.”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
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“Mmm… did you agree to be experimented on?”
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“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“I didn’t have the consciousness to agree. I was grown in a lab tube.”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
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“Yeah-… well, it’s good that that you’re realizing that now, at least. If you don’t acknowledge the past, you’re doomed to repeat it.” She suddenly gags. “Eugh… I’m usually not even this-… corny with my godchildren. Curse my fricken’ Golden heart…” she pauses, looking to him. “I-… Fairy godmothers have, in the most literal way possible, hearts of gold. And supposedly metaphorically too-. But it’s freaking sappy and just… so sweet it’s hard to watch. I’d much rather have a heart that is cold and dead.”
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*gtg*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
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“Wow! That’s certainly nightmarish. Why’d you want to escape?” She summons a lit cigarette, replacing her glass of wine.
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“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“It seems like you do have a heart that is cold and dead. And a stomach for alcohol.”
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