Erica sits down at a table on the patio, and grabs a scallop with her fork. She takes a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."
Limbo sits down too. He decides that this is the perfect time to watch Erica's lips without seeming suspicious.
Erica takes a bite... and it doesn't fall through her! She seems overjoyed. "Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes!" She gets up from her chair, arms outstretched. "WOOOOOO!!!"
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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)
Erica sits down at a table on the patio, and grabs a scallop with her fork. She takes a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."
Limbo sits down too. He decides that this is the perfect time to watch Erica's lips without seeming suspicious.
Erica takes a bite... and it doesn't fall through her! She seems overjoyed. "Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes!" She gets up from her chair, arms outstretched. "WOOOOOO!!!"
"Hooray! I'm so happy for you!"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Erica sits down at a table on the patio, and grabs a scallop with her fork. She takes a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."
Limbo sits down too. He decides that this is the perfect time to watch Erica's lips without seeming suspicious.
Erica takes a bite... and it doesn't fall through her! She seems overjoyed. "Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes!" She gets up from her chair, arms outstretched. "WOOOOOO!!!"
"Hooray! I'm so happy for you!"
Erica takes another bite and practically melts into her chair. "God, I missed this..."
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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)
Erica sits down at a table on the patio, and grabs a scallop with her fork. She takes a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."
Limbo sits down too. He decides that this is the perfect time to watch Erica's lips without seeming suspicious.
Erica takes a bite... and it doesn't fall through her! She seems overjoyed. "Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes!" She gets up from her chair, arms outstretched. "WOOOOOO!!!"
"Hooray! I'm so happy for you!"
Erica takes another bite and practically melts into her chair. "God, I missed this..."
"I can imagine. Now that we know you can eat, do you... still want to eat with me? If you want to be left alone I completely understand."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Erica sits down at a table on the patio, and grabs a scallop with her fork. She takes a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."
Limbo sits down too. He decides that this is the perfect time to watch Erica's lips without seeming suspicious.
Erica takes a bite... and it doesn't fall through her! She seems overjoyed. "Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes!" She gets up from her chair, arms outstretched. "WOOOOOO!!!"
"Hooray! I'm so happy for you!"
Erica takes another bite and practically melts into her chair. "God, I missed this..."
"I can imagine. Now that we know you can eat, do you... still want to eat with me? If you want to be left alone I completely understand."
"No, I enjoy the company! Come, sit." Erica pulls out a chair opposite of her for Limbo.
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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)
Erica sits down at a table on the patio, and grabs a scallop with her fork. She takes a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."
Limbo sits down too. He decides that this is the perfect time to watch Erica's lips without seeming suspicious.
Erica takes a bite... and it doesn't fall through her! She seems overjoyed. "Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes!" She gets up from her chair, arms outstretched. "WOOOOOO!!!"
"Hooray! I'm so happy for you!"
Erica takes another bite and practically melts into her chair. "God, I missed this..."
"I can imagine. Now that we know you can eat, do you... still want to eat with me? If you want to be left alone I completely understand."
"No, I enjoy the company! Come, sit." Erica pulls out a chair opposite of her for Limbo.
Limbo sits down, refraining from eating just yet. "What race were you, before you... "kicked the bucket" As you said before. I'm guessing that means you dying, right?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Erica sits down at a table on the patio, and grabs a scallop with her fork. She takes a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."
Limbo sits down too. He decides that this is the perfect time to watch Erica's lips without seeming suspicious.
Erica takes a bite... and it doesn't fall through her! She seems overjoyed. "Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes!" She gets up from her chair, arms outstretched. "WOOOOOO!!!"
"Hooray! I'm so happy for you!"
Erica takes another bite and practically melts into her chair. "God, I missed this..."
"I can imagine. Now that we know you can eat, do you... still want to eat with me? If you want to be left alone I completely understand."
"No, I enjoy the company! Come, sit." Erica pulls out a chair opposite of her for Limbo.
Limbo sits down, refraining from eating just yet. "What race were you, before you... "kicked the bucket" As you said before. I'm guessing that means you dying, right?"
"I... was an elf. Why?" She takes a bite of another scallop.
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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)
Erica sits down at a table on the patio, and grabs a scallop with her fork. She takes a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."
Limbo sits down too. He decides that this is the perfect time to watch Erica's lips without seeming suspicious.
Erica takes a bite... and it doesn't fall through her! She seems overjoyed. "Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes!" She gets up from her chair, arms outstretched. "WOOOOOO!!!"
"Hooray! I'm so happy for you!"
Erica takes another bite and practically melts into her chair. "God, I missed this..."
"I can imagine. Now that we know you can eat, do you... still want to eat with me? If you want to be left alone I completely understand."
"No, I enjoy the company! Come, sit." Erica pulls out a chair opposite of her for Limbo.
Limbo sits down, refraining from eating just yet. "What race were you, before you... "kicked the bucket" As you said before. I'm guessing that means you dying, right?"
"I... was an elf. Why?" She takes a bite of another scallop.
"Um, just curious."
Why do you care what she was before? I am glad she was an elf though, they're s- no, shut up. The real questions is, are you into ghosts. Yes, yes I am.
Limbo has a mouthful of his food, smiling at Erica.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Wait a minute: Is this a date? No, we're just friends. Unless... No, slow down Erica.
After a little bit of an awkward silence *14 hours of silence irl, sorry I was sleeping.* Limbo finishes his meal. He soaks in the autumn sunshine and allows the breeze to swish across his face. He seems at peace, and nervous out of his mind at the same time. His candle is blue, purple, and a little pink. He is surprised to see it go pink, it's never gone that colour before.
"Would you, um, like to get some desert? I saw that they do one that my mother used to do for me. It's called ice cream spaghetti, but the spaghetti has more dough, making it almost like pastry. And ice cream and pastry go really well. If your full, or if tired and want to leave, that's fine too."
Flyers have started appearing all throughout the Hold. They all read:
The CARNIVAL OF SHADOWS is in town!
We need YOUR HELP!
The following jobs are open, and any number of people can have one of these jobs each:
Magic Specialist
Security
Maintenence
Medical Staff
Plenty of Benefits!
Good(ish) Pay!
No prior experience needed!
Follow the rules provided, and you are gauranteedto do a good job!
*Note: the failure to comply to any rules given may result in the termination of said employee. Regardless of whether a rule is broken or not, employees will be paid in a medium of their choice at the end of their shift.*
Wait a minute: Is this a date? No, we're just friends. Unless... No, slow down Erica.
After a little bit of an awkward silence *14 hours of silence irl, sorry I was sleeping.* Limbo finishes his meal. He soaks in the autumn sunshine and allows the breeze to swish across his face. He seems at peace, and nervous out of his mind at the same time. His candle is blue, purple, and a little pink. He is surprised to see it go pink, it's never gone that colour before.
"Would you, um, like to get some desert? I saw that they do one that my mother used to do for me. It's called ice cream spaghetti, but the spaghetti has more dough, making it almost like pastry. And ice cream and pastry go really well. If your full, or if tired and want to leave, that's fine too."
Erica smiles warmly towards Limbo. "That sounds wonderful."
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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)
Wait a minute: Is this a date? No, we're just friends. Unless... No, slow down Erica.
After a little bit of an awkward silence *14 hours of silence irl, sorry I was sleeping.* Limbo finishes his meal. He soaks in the autumn sunshine and allows the breeze to swish across his face. He seems at peace, and nervous out of his mind at the same time. His candle is blue, purple, and a little pink. He is surprised to see it go pink, it's never gone that colour before.
"Would you, um, like to get some desert? I saw that they do one that my mother used to do for me. It's called ice cream spaghetti, but the spaghetti has more dough, making it almost like pastry. And ice cream and pastry go really well. If your full, or if tired and want to leave, that's fine too."
Erica smiles warmly towards Limbo. "That sounds wonderful."
Limbo calls out to the nearest member of staff. "Um, excuse me. Could we order desert? I know the ice cream spaghetti is big, and we've just had are main course so we're not that hungry, so could we have one to share?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Wait a minute: Is this a date? No, we're just friends. Unless... No, slow down Erica.
After a little bit of an awkward silence *14 hours of silence irl, sorry I was sleeping.* Limbo finishes his meal. He soaks in the autumn sunshine and allows the breeze to swish across his face. He seems at peace, and nervous out of his mind at the same time. His candle is blue, purple, and a little pink. He is surprised to see it go pink, it's never gone that colour before.
"Would you, um, like to get some desert? I saw that they do one that my mother used to do for me. It's called ice cream spaghetti, but the spaghetti has more dough, making it almost like pastry. And ice cream and pastry go really well. If your full, or if tired and want to leave, that's fine too."
Erica smiles warmly towards Limbo. "That sounds wonderful."
Limbo calls out to the nearest member of staff. "Um, excuse me. Could we order desert? I know the ice cream spaghetti is big, and we've just had are main course so we're not that hungry, so could we have one to share?"
A shadow nods and goes to get a plate of Screamghetti.
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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.
While waiting for their dessert, Erica looks out over the patio, watching the sun set over the trees.
"So, what brought you here?"
"My parents, mostly. They said I had to learn to fend for myself, and teleported me here. How about yourself?"
"I'm not really sure. I just kind of... showed up here." Erica stares off into the distance for a few seconds. "I've got a lot to learn about being dead."
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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)
While waiting for their dessert, Erica looks out over the patio, watching the sun set over the trees.
"So, what brought you here?"
"My parents, mostly. They said I had to learn to fend for myself, and teleported me here. How about yourself?"
"I'm not really sure. I just kind of... showed up here." Erica stares off into the distance for a few seconds. "I've got a lot to learn about being dead."
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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)
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Erica takes a bite... and it doesn't fall through her! She seems overjoyed. "Yes! Yesyesyesyesyes!" She gets up from her chair, arms outstretched. "WOOOOOO!!!"
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)
"Hooray! I'm so happy for you!"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Erica takes another bite and practically melts into her chair. "God, I missed this..."
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 can imagine. Now that we know you can eat, do you... still want to eat with me? If you want to be left alone I completely understand."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"No, I enjoy the company! Come, sit." Erica pulls out a chair opposite of her for Limbo.
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)
Limbo sits down, refraining from eating just yet. "What race were you, before you... "kicked the bucket" As you said before. I'm guessing that means you dying, right?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"I... was an elf. Why?" She takes a bite of another scallop.
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)
"Um, just curious."
Why do you care what she was before? I am glad she was an elf though, they're s- no, shut up. The real questions is, are you into ghosts. Yes, yes I am.
Limbo has a mouthful of his food, smiling at Erica.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Erica smiles back, clearly enjoying the company.
Wait a minute: Is this a date? No, we're just friends. Unless... No, slow down Erica.
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)
Grakir is perched on top of the tavern, gazing around at everything below him, while flipping through a small book.
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
After a little bit of an awkward silence *14 hours of silence irl, sorry I was sleeping.* Limbo finishes his meal. He soaks in the autumn sunshine and allows the breeze to swish across his face. He seems at peace, and nervous out of his mind at the same time. His candle is blue, purple, and a little pink. He is surprised to see it go pink, it's never gone that colour before.
"Would you, um, like to get some desert? I saw that they do one that my mother used to do for me. It's called ice cream spaghetti, but the spaghetti has more dough, making it almost like pastry. And ice cream and pastry go really well. If your full, or if tired and want to leave, that's fine too."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Flyers have started appearing all throughout the Hold. They all read:
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Erica smiles warmly towards Limbo. "That sounds wonderful."
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)
Limbo calls out to the nearest member of staff. "Um, excuse me. Could we order desert? I know the ice cream spaghetti is big, and we've just had are main course so we're not that hungry, so could we have one to share?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
While waiting for their dessert, Erica looks out over the patio, watching the sun set over the trees.
"So, what brought you here?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A shadow nods and goes to get a plate of Screamghetti.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"My parents, mostly. They said I had to learn to fend for myself, and teleported me here. How about yourself?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"I'm not really sure. I just kind of... showed up here." Erica stares off into the distance for a few seconds. "I've got a lot to learn about being dead."
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)
*no clue who to add here....*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
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)